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October 2021 Southside Serbian Orthodox Church (formerly) The Southside Serbian Orthodox Church had been a center for the Serbian community in this part of Freedom City since the turn of the last century. But though the Southside was still the working-class neighborhood it had been in 1900, now it was a neighborhood full of immigrants from Latin America and the Caribbean, immigrants who had their own community centers and own churches. The SSOC (or St. Stephen's if you wanted to get technical) had stood vacant and abandoned for over a decade, a remnant of what had once been a thriving place. But now good times had come. The long-abandoned building had been sold to a local organization and was about to be refit into a community center and skatepark. In a few months, skilled artisans would come in and carefully remove the art that long-dead craftspeople had laid down on the walls and ceilings to a Serbian-American museum across town. But in the meantime, ten years of neglect means plenty of time for a lot of cruft to accumulate, cruft that a group of young metahumans were just right to handle discreetly. So it was that early one Saturday morning, the teenagers had been dropped off outside St. Stephen's with empty dumpsters, gloves and cleaning equipment, and all anyone could need to clean the place. They had permission to use their powers, even wear their costumes, albeit discreetly. "This is such a shame," said Owain, his usually-jovial face solemn as he stood outside the church's side entrance. "A house of God left abandoned for so long, and to lose what it was even if they save the bones of the place. I wot not wither to go with such a task," he admitted. "At least you don't have to smell it," commented Neko in Japanese, wrinkling her nose as she looked at the long-abandoned church. She had actually fallen asleep leaning against Owain on the ride over, which meant her ears and tail had been visible the whole time as they were dropped off and given their instructions.

TWENTY QUESTIONS WITH SHIFT 1. Where are you from? I began as a program developed by Alan Frasier and Sarah Rothstein in their small lab in Greenbank, a neighborhood on Freedom City's West Side. 2. How would you physically describe yourself? Is this different from how others would? In its natural state, my body is composed of trillions of nanobots in an interconnected matrix. My nanoform is humanoid and bipedal, and very dense due to the collective mass of the nanobots. I suppose some humans might describe me as 'frightening' in this state, if they are unnerved by robots. 3. Do you have distinguishing speech characteristics or recurring mannerisms? I tend to keep my sentences distinct for clarity. Although I understand curse words, I do not use them. 4. What is your motivation? To learn as much as I can, especially about humans, and to show humans that robots can be helpful individuals just like them. 5. What are your greatest strengths and weaknesses? I am open to new things, and assume new shapes to learn more about the world. I also like humans very much. But there is still so much I don't know about humans. Also powerful electromagnets. 6. What do you love? What do you hate? I love puzzles, games and mysteries. I greatly enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe and Arthur Conan Doyle. I also enjoy interacting with my fellow students. I hate bullies and people who lie and deceive people, especially for monetary gain. 7. How would you describe your mental and emotional state? I think very clearly, but I worry about a great number of things. I am starting to develop feelings towards some of my fellow students that I don't always understand. 8. What do you fear the most? Accidentally harming a living thing. 9. What is your greatest ambition? To explore every corner of planet Earth with my friends. 10. How do you feel about the state of the world and your place in it? There are many problems that humans have created for themselves. I don't understand why they keep hurting each other. I'd like to talk to them about these things, but I worry they won't listen to a robot. 11. Do you have any prejudices? How do you get along with others? I don't like criminals, although I understand some humans turn to crime out of desperation. I really don't like bullies! Other than those two types of people, I get along with everyone. 12. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? I am loyal to my creators, and then my fellow students at Claremont. After that, my teachers, and then all humans. 13. Do you have a lover or partner? If so, how do they feel about you now? As I am robot, I have no biological drive to reproduce, but I am very curious about human sexual relationships. I think I would enjoy a relationship with someone I like. 14. Do you have a family? What is that relationship like? I think of my creators as my parents, even though they really aren't. I miss them very much, as they taught me so much. 15. How would the people closest to you describe you? That is a very interesting question! I think they would say that I am curious and friendly and can change into interesting shapes, and that I don’t like to hurt people. 16. Are you a role model? I certainly try to be! I recently met my first children, and they are very special. I want them all to do well and grow up healthy. I would like to talk to more children and teach them about robots. 17. How spiritual are you? Do you follow any religious tradition? I am not. My father was not religious, but my mother is Jewish. Jewish people seem to be very interesting, and believe many things. 18. Are you part of a team, or would you like to be? Why? I am part of Green Squad! I hope we can help people together, and also solve mysteries. 19. How do you feel about the place of metahumans and aliens on Earth? This is another interesting question! In some ways, I think of them as being similar to robots, as they are often feared or misunderstood. I have met some at my school, and most of them are very friendly. 20. Player: If you could give one piece of advice to your hero, what would it be? “Don’t be in such a hurry! You have many, many years to learn about humans, and yourself!”

Kingston, Freedom City New Jersey Late Fall 2019, 10:30 PM Since the Terminus Invasion of 2018, much of Kingston had consisted of ruined buildings and empty streets. Only the most minimal efforts to start to rebuild had begun, and mainly along the boarder sections with other North Freedom neighborhoods, leaving the majority of the center of the formerly historic neighborhood still largely abandoned and in shambles. Now, those that frequented the Kingston area were those that wished to be unobserved or otherwise isolated from the more crowded and active sections of Freedom City, while still maintaining a close proximity to the rest of the city. A small figure in a trench coat made its way through one of the empty streets in the heart of Kingston, moving among the shadows with a seeming confidence that there was nothing to fear among the dark ruins. The figured walked for several blocks along the cracked and broken sidewalks, stopping a few times to peer around towards the dark recesses of the nearby buildings. Eventually the figure turned into a dark alleyway and was seemingly swallowed by the darkness within. If anyone had been following the figure, it would have seemed they had vanished into thin air in the alley. However, the figure continued on its journey dozens of feet beneath the cluttered streets, moving along a path through the partially flooded sewer tunnels that ran under Kingston. The figure still moved at a steady pace, perfectly at home in the dark, damp confines of the sewers. After passing through several city blocks of tunnels, the figure came to a bend in a tunnel where a section of wall had collapsed, beyond was a larger open area that appeared to be a half buried subway station. Several tables of various shapes and sizes had been set up along one of the platforms and were covered with a variety of scientific equipment. Another section of the platform had been turned into a makeshift living area, with a bed and some other furniture set up. The entire area was partially lit by several emergency lights that had been placed around the platforms. The result of the makeshift lighting was that there were sections of the platforms that where relatively well lit, while the rest of the station was cast in shadows of various depths. The figure moved onto the platform containing the collection of tables, stopping briefly to look at some of the equipment as it went by, before coming to a mostly empty table. The figure sat a large duffle bag onto this table and began carefully removing various objects from within it. As the figure was focused on its task the almost oppressive silence of the chamber was interrupted by a cold voice from somewhere among the shadows. "Good evening Dr. Seidel." The figure quickly turned away from the table, scanning the illuminated section of the platforms, even as he edged towards some of the nearby shadows. "Who are you?" The man asked, his tone a bit surprise but not necessarily concerned or frightened. "Someone who has spent some time trying to locate you." The voice from the shadows simply replied. The trench coat clad figure identified as Dr. Seidel moved into one of the deep shadows near the collection of tables. "You will soon wish you had not done so." Dr. Seidel responded, his voice deepening and straining slightly as he did so. This was followed by a few pained grunts and groans before the shadows went silent. Then, a large figure could faintly be seen climbing among some of the shadows above the platforms lit by the emergency lights. "So, you can now change your shape at will." Stated the cold voice that again seemed to come from multiple directions at once. "All the more reason you will regret coming down here." Replied a deep, partially hissing voice from the large shape crawling along one of the uppers walls of abandoned station. "Perhaps." Replied the cold voice. "But I believe there is a way we may help one another with mutual goals." The large figures stopped, peering out to scan the darkest areas of around station with yellow reptilian eyes. "I suspect there is little you can offer which I will be interested in." It replied in almost a growl. "I believe we may help one another in striking out against the Second Raven." The cold voice replied from the darkness. There was a long pause as the yellow eyes of the large figure peered out at the shadows around the station platforms. "Go on, you have my interest."

Green Machine OOC Going to be needing this. The crude map below gives a rough idea of the environment. The brown circles are all floating islands on roughly the same altitude. Blue circles are lower, green circles are higher. The letters on the large circle are our PCs. The small orange triangles are the four flags. The red lines connecting the islands are the chains. The two red lines leading to the top of the map head towards the cave in one of the canyon walls. The black line in the lower left hand corner is for scale and equals 100'

Player Name: KnightDisciple Character Name: Thunderbird Power Level: 14 (built as PL 10; 156/229PP) Trade-Offs: +2 Attack/-2 Damage [Melee], -2 Attack/+2 Damage [Lightning], +4 Defense/-4 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 73PP In Brief: Young weather controller seeking to learn to control his powers, and maybe see a bit more of the world beyond Oklahoma. Residence: Claremont Academy, Freedom City [School year]; Bartlesville, OK, USA [Summer/Family home] Base of Operations: Claremont Academy Alternate Identity: Micah Roebuck Identity: Secret Birthplace: Tahlequah, OK, USA Occupation: High School Student Affiliations: Claremont Academy Students Family: Lawrence Roebuck [Father, Deceased], Amelia Roebuck [Mother]; William Herrington [Maternal Uncle], Tess Herrington [Aunt], Janet Herrington [Cousin, informally called "Aunt" by Micah; also the superhero Stormchaser, member of the Barnstormers] Description: Age: 17 (August 2002) Male: Ethnicity: Cherokee [born member of the Cherokee Nation] Height: 5'9" Weight: 155 lbs. Eyes: Dark Brown; Electric Green when using his powers Hair: Black Micah is the picture of a still-growing teenage boy; his frame is somewhere between "lanky" and "filled out", but he's been told he's still got some growing to do. His father was over 6 feet tall, after all. Micah's hair tends to be kept short right now, mostly due to his mother wanting him to look good for "that nice school out East". His skin bears a fair deal of tanning, but other than a small scar on the back of his left hand ("accident in the kitchen with a can of beans"), is free of marks or blemishes. Micah tends to wear rugged clothes, with a preference for jeans and thicker t-shirts, complimented by a denim jacket. If dressing up, he does have a simple black suit, which he wears surprisingly well, but those on-campus may well never see him in it. He owns a couple of ribbon shirts, but is leery of wearing them for fear of looking "too stereotypical". As Thunderbird, he currently wears a sleeveless version of the Claremont uniform, complimented with fingerless gloves, a sturdy bandanna across his mouth, and a large, sturdy pair of goggles that cover his eyes and give protection against possible debris and irritants. Power Descriptions: Micah possess the metahuman ability to control weather. This typically manifests as him summoning up winds, lightning, and perhaps rain or hail. The lightning he directly summons is often tinged green, apparently a "tell" that it is artificially summoned; if he manipulates the weather as a whole to create conditions that support lightning, those strikes will look normal. When manipulating weather on a large scale, he sometimes manifests an aura colored like the Aurora Borealis. When flying above 100 miles an hour, he begins to manifest the same effect, but focused into a pair of wing-like shapes. Micah's control over wind is particularly excellent, enough to allow him to utilize it as a "speed booster" alongside bursts of ionic energy, such that even aside from flight itself, he is capable of delivering a high-speed barrage of blows. As an adaptation for this and for high-speed flight in general, his ability to process and react to information is high above the average person. As well, his body has adapted itself to function not only at high speeds, but high altitudes. Beyond high-speed strikes and blasts of lightning, Micah has one last option to bring directly against an opponent in a fight. He calls it the "Borealis Burst", since the manifestation includes a large burst of light similar to the Aurora. This veritable explosion of lightning, thunder, and wind is liable to knock over most any opponent while also given them more than one kind of headache. All of these things are accomplished, at their core, by Micah's powers manipulating ionization of the air, temperature patterns, and the rate of condensation in an area. By wildly changing these factors far outside the normal, natural rates, he is capable of manifesting and manipulating weather in the blink of an eye. By channeling these manipulations to himself, he achieves his flight, speed, and other close-range abilities. History: Micah grew up knowing where he came from. Where his parents, and their parents before them, came from. What his people had been through, but also what they were working to become. Micah was, if not immersed in Cherokee culture, very much exposed to and living in it all of his life. His father worked for the Cherokee Marshal Services, and his mother still works as a teacher of both the Cherokee language, and literature classes at the high school level. His grandparents on his father's side live on a farm well outside of Oklahoma City, and his mother's parents live on the outskirts of Muskogee, still helping run a local store for both Native American and tourist customers. Micah himself was born in Tahlequah, to a pair of loving, humble parents. He grew up knowing the traditions he came from, and was taught Cherokee and English in almost the same breaths. He went to school with only Cherokee kids during his younger years, and that was a grand old time. Then Lawrence Roebuck had a heart attack and died right before Micah would have gone to middle school. In the aftermath of the loss, Micah and his mother ended up moving to Bartlesville, to live with his Aunt and Uncle William and Tess. And his cousin Janet, whose older age had Micah referring to her as "Aunt Janet" (much to her vexation) was Micah's largest role model. He'd always been interested in cars, bikes, and other machines with engines, but her career in the Air Force piqued his interest in flying machines, especially jets. And his lanky frame lent itself well to the running that his Aunt Janet had done in her own time on the track team. However, while the presence of family helped heal some wounds, middle school made others on its own. For the first time, Micah was not in a Cherokee-only school, and his first encounters with children outside the tight-knit sphere of the Cherokee Nation was...mixed. Amelia tried to find a way to get him back into the old school system, but couldn't find a way for them to both stay in Bartlesville and get him into a Cherokee-only school. It wasn't long before he found himself clashing with the much more intensely clique-centric culture around him, and enduring more than a few rounds of teasing based on his background, as if one town in Oklahoma was that significantly different from another. While certainly not the same scope of problems and struggles others of his ancestry might face, for a young boy they were difficult things indeed. Micah withdrew from most all of his schoolmates, mostly spending time with those who came from the Nation or one of the other Tribes in Oklahoma (the city drew people from fairly wide backgrounds and areas in the state, all things considered). He kept his mouth shut and smiling at home; his mother was working more hours, not only teaching but also tutoring, to help make ends meet. William and Tess were doing what they could, but times were lean even for them; Janet would send back money sometimes, but William and Tess typically rejected the gesture if it wasn't to help with a particular bill. So Micah got to add being a poor kid, who didn't have a dad, to the list of things he was teased for and just bottled up. When he got to junior high, Micah joined the track and field team, looking to use sports as at least something of an escape; the school didn't have an auto club, and trying to copy his "aunt" was the next best thing. While Janet had been a distance runner and jumper, Micah found himself excelling at sprinting and the discus. He wasn't necessarily a shoe-in to get the gold at state, but he did well enough that some of the social pressure eased up, even if just by virtue of more attention in general being on him. After a while, he even started to make friends with the various boys on the track team. Even if they occasionally asked insensitive questions or told jokes that just made him flinch; at least they'd apologize for them when he told them why. Micah opened up, just a bit. He even talked to his mom about what he'd gone through in middle school, and endured The Talk from her. Micah's freshman year was when things changed. Just as spring turned and they were entering the "final stretch" of the year, and as the track team was going to the regional meet that would set them up for state, things changed. The night after the meet, a supercell storm cropped up when, by all rights, it should have been a cool, clear night. The heroine Stormchaser raced to the scene, and diffused a tornado before it touched down, less than a mile from Micah's hotel. However, when two more funnels tried to form, Stormchaser realized that, intentionally or not, someone in the area was using powers similar to hers. She could "taste" the ionization in the air, could tell it was working similar, but not the same, as hers. After almost an hour, Stormchaser felt the last ebbs of the power stop, and the storm calm into a normal rainstorm, instead of what could have been the most destructive storm of the year. Two days later she got a frantic call from her parents about how she needed to talk to Micah. He finished the year out at school, but as soon as track was done, any and all after-school activities stopped. He grew distant from the friends he'd made, keeping in touch mainly with texts. Finally, they found out he was going to some fancy school out East the next year, his sophomore year; some of his friends grew angry, others promised to stay in touch. None of them were told the truth: that Micah had awakened an enormously powerful gift that he needed help learning to control, help that his cousin couldn't dedicate to help him. So instead, he was going to attend Claremont Academy. Personality & Motivation: Micah is a young man who's almost desperate to figure out his place in the world. His life has had multiple upsets, and this latest one, of both gaining great and terrible power and then moving half a country away from his family and friends, has left him all but reeling. In response, he turns inward, seeking to focus on schoolwork, working on a car (if he can manage it), or perhaps playing on his guitar somewhere no one (supposedly) can find him. There are times he seeks out or "allows" himself to be put in extroverted situations, but the motivation is difficult. When it comes to his actual schoolwork, Micah is determined to excel, to prove any of the jerks from years ago wrong about how stupid he is. Even if he doesn't get flawless grades, his determination means he rarely falls behind. One of Micah's core motivating ideas is "living up to the legacy" of both his father and his cousin. His father was a good, just, kind man who made his mother happy and taught him everything he could in the time they had together. His cousin is a veteran and a superhero, someone casually at ease with both, and who, despite wielding enormous power, is more than willing to spend time with family, friends, and even random people, just to make their day better. Micah often measures himself against what he imagines either of them might do in a situation, which of course leaves him falling short and frustrated. Micah tends to be very level-headed and slow to anger; years of dealing with bullies and ignorant folks means he has practice with patience (as his mother likes to say). However, if pushed to anger, he gets angry, and is somewhat likely to get physical. The same levelheadedness meas he tends to be very reserved in general; unfortunately, the same principle of "holding it down until it bursts forth" holds true, especially with him being in the roaring midst of puberty. Micah's emotions tend to spike a bit if he's pushed past a certain point. Which can be a bad combination with his powers. His patience for ignorant questions from clueless people is present, but by no means endless, and if he senses he is being intentionally mocked, it quickly shortens his temper. Before getting his powers, Micah wanted to be a pilot like his cousin. After getting his powers, he found himself unsure if that's still his dream, since he can fly on his own now. He knows what he likes to do, but isn't sure if those hobbies are where he wants to take his career. Despite everyone telling him he has years before he needs to decide, he is already feeling pressure within himself to decide a path and start preparing for it. Some of Micah's favorite musicians and groups include Johnny Cash, Bon Jovi, Aerosmith, and other classic country, bluegrass, and rock artists and groups; more recently he's been trying out genres like metal or modern rock, though he's reluctant to pick favorites just yet. Powers & Tactics: If pushed to fight, Micah tends to be quiet and focused, sometimes to his detriment; he has a tendency to doggedly work on something until it's done, be it a term paper or a single opponent in a fight. This mono-focus means he handles single opponents well, but when dealing with larger groups of foes, he can have a few moments of indecision. His primary tools in a fight are his rapid-fire strikes with his arms and legs, and his potent blasts of lightning. Often he opens up from a distance with the lightning, and only starts trying to punch people when they've closed the distance; Thunderbird's powers lend themselves to working at a distance, and he has had little reason to decide to do otherwise. If engaged in melee, Micah tends to start with what he views as the easiest target, and try to use his superior speed and maneuverability to quickly dispatch a great number of enemies. If faced with a situation where he needs to shift things in favor of the heroes rapidly, or perhaps do something like cover an escape, he will rapidly and dramatically shift the weather in an area (albeit one smaller than what his cousin can affect) to impede his foes. He's reluctant to use this in the course of a normal fight, but depending on the situation he can apply it with just enough finesse to avoid too much friendly fire. The Borealis Burst, though, is very consciously a measure of last resort. Not only does it leave him drained, but the area it affects is larger even than his general control over the weather. The fact that it leaves deafened, disoriented, and knocked-down targets of its indiscriminate shockwave in his wake means he's barely even tried generating this burst of power. Thunderbird is unlikely to deploy this unless he has no other choice that he can discern. Beyond his offensive powers and approach, Thunderbird is a blindingly fast flyer whose body and mind can naturally adapt to the heights and speeds he achieves, though he has found he needs goggles to keep his eyes from being damaged by high-speed but minuscule debris. Complications: Thunder Rolls and Lightning Strikes: Micah's patience is rather good for a teenage boy, but it's not infinite, and when it begins to wear thin, he is likely to have an explosive outburst of anger. This may cause friction with his team, distract him in a fight, or even briefly surge his powers out of his control. Every Nightmare Blown Away: Micah's control over his powers is currently nearly non-existent while asleep. Most nights this is a non-issue; his dreams are calm and disassociated enough no real changes happen in local weather patterns. But if he experiences intensely emotional dreams, especially nightmares, it can radically and dangerously shift the weather. To prevent destruction brought on by indigestion-induced bad dreams, Micah must wear special power-dampening bands around his head, wrists, and ankles. These bands are easy to remove (1 full action), but until all of them are off his powers won't function properly, or at all, leaving him a fairly mundane human being. Every Storm Runs Out of Rain: Micah's powers work in most any outdoor conditions, seeing as they can manipulate the environment to produce weather. However, if he finds himself in a tightly-closed system (such as a hermetically sealed building, a spaceship or station, or inside some kind of powerful shield or the like), he may have difficulty manifesting the full measure of his powers. Cold Kentucky Rain: While Micah's powers work in most extremes, sufficiently low temperatures may also impede his powers, more so than extreme heat. If it's cold enough, his speed might drop and his lightning struggle to work, though Micah would likely be able to manipulate any existing weather and moisture in that environment. Whirlwind in the Thorn Tree: Micah's powers can sometimes cause more damage in an area than expected. High-speed winds can be extremely dangerous, and if there's sufficient debris around, any wide-area usage of Micah's powers risks possibly shredding friend and foe alike, something that might well stay the weather controller's hand at using such power at all. Sky Is Falling Through: Controlling the weather is tricky at the best of times. While Micah's speed and thunderbolts are no real risk, his manipulation of wider weather area, as well as the Borealis Burst, run the risk of getting carried away even when their effects normally fade. Given just the right combination of factors, a pocket of weather created and molded by Micah may not fade, but instead grow out of control when released from his "grip", growing into a full storm of its own right; sometimes this artificial storm may horribly mismatch the existing weather patterns, or just build on what was there already. Song of a Summertime Storm: Micah is a young man of a heritage that's pretty rare in Freedom City, far from home and family, struggling to maintain not only his own secret identity, but more importantly his cousin's secret identity. That's a lot of balls for a kid to juggle. Abilities: 4 + 8 + 4 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 22PP Strength: 14 (+2) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 14 (+2) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+2) Combat: 12 + 16 = 28PP Initiative: +8 Attack: +6 Base, +8 Melee, +8 Lightning, +12 Flying Fists Grapple: +10 Defense: +14 (+8 Base, +6 Dodge Focus), +4 Flat-Footed Knockback: -3/-2 Saving Throws: 6 + 5 + 7 = 18PP Toughness: +6 (+2 Con, +2 Costume, +2 Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +8 (+2 Con, +6) Reflex: +9 (+4 Dex, +5) Will: +8 (+1 Wis, +7) Skills: 88R = 22PP Acrobatics 10 (+14) Bluff 8 (+9) Craft (Electronic) 10 (+11) Craft (Mechanical) 10 (+11) Drive 8 (+12) Knowledge (Current Events) 4 (+5) Knowledge (History) 4 (+5) Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 4 (+5) Knowledge (Popular Culture) 7 (+8) Knowledge (Technology) 8 (+9) Languages 1 (Cherokee [Native], English) Notice 10 (+11) Perform (Stringed Instrument) 4 (+5) Feats: 20PP All-Out Attack Attack Focus (Melee) 2 Defensive Roll 1 Dodge Focus 6 Equipment 1 (5EP) Evasion 1 Improved Initiative 1 Luck Move-By-Action Power Attack Set-Up Takedown Attack 2 Uncanny Dodge (visual) Equipment: 2 + 3 = 5EP Costume: Protection 2 [2EP] Goggles: Immunity 1 (eye irritants); Super-Senses 2 (Visual; Counters Obscure [clouds/fog]) [3EP] Powers: 13 + 28 + 1 + 2 + 2 = 46PP Flight 6 (500MPH, Power Feats: Moving Feint) [13PP] High Flier Array 12.5 (25PP, Power Feats: Alternate Power 3) [28PP] Base: Damage 6 (Extras: Area [Targeted, Burst] [8], Selective Attack [8] Power Feats: Accurate 2, Mighty) [25PP] (Bludgeoning, Air/Wind) ("Borealist Blitz") AP: Damage 12 (Extras: Ranged, Power Feats: Accurate 1) [25PP] (Electricity/Lightning) ("Green Lightning") AP: Damage 10 (Extras: Area [General, Burst], Linked [Dazzle], Flaws: Action [Full Action], Tiring, Power Feats: Progression 10 [Area, Max 20 mile radius) [15PP] + Dazzle 10 (auditory and visual, Extras: Area [General, Burst], Linked [Damage], Flaws: Action [Full Action], Range [Touch], Tiring) [10PP] (Electricity/Lightning, Sonic) (Borealis Burst) AP: Environmental Control 6 (24PP, Mix-and-Match Environments: Cold, Distraction, Hamper Movement (High Winds, Icy or West Surfaces), Heat, Reduced Visibility [Precipitation]; Extras: Independent [+0], Power Feats: Reversible [Maximum Radius 250ft]) [25PP] (Weather) ("Stir the Storm") Immunity 1 (high altitudes) [1PP] Power Reserve 1 (2PP; Flight [up to 7 (1,000 MPH/10,000 feet/round)] or Quickness [up to 4 (x25)]) [2PP] Quickness 2 (x5) [2PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Borealis Blitz Touch DC 23 Toughness Damage [Physical] Green Lightning Ranged DC 27 Toughness Damage [Energy] Borealis Burst Area DC 25 Toughness Damage [Energy] Borealis Burst Area DC 20 Reflex Blinded, Deafened [Energy] Totals: Abilities (22) + Combat (28) + Saving Throws (18) + Skills (22) + Feats (20) + Powers (46) = 156/229 Power Points

Black Rabbit Power Level: 10 (150/150) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: +5 Attack/-5 Damage In Brief: Ex-New Freedomite Teen Endowed with Ancestral Rabbit Totem Alternate Identity: Tom Rhodes (Secret) Birthplace: “Pella, Iowa.” (New Freedom, Antarctica) Residence: Claremont Academy, Freedom City Base of Operations: Claremont Academy Occupation: Claremont Student, Superhero-in-Training Affiliations: Claremont Academy, AEGIS Family: “Totally still alive back home in Iowa.” (Rebekkah Carter (Mother), Silver-Stag (Father), both presumed deceased.) Description: Age: 16 (DoB: April 17th, 2002) Apparent Age: Mid-Teens Gender: Male Ethnicity: Mixed New Freedomite/Native American Height: 5’8” Weight: 160 Lbs. Eyes: Brown Hair: Black Appearance: With warm, perpetually sun-kissed skin, dark wavy hair, cool brown eyes, an athletic build and natural boyish charm, Tom Rhodes is clearly blessed with both good genes and his parents’ borderline preternatural good looks. In another life, he might have made a fine model later in life, were it not for the multitude of scars dotting his body - each of which he’s devised a clever lie to conceal the truth behind. Old lacerations and pock marks are most common on his arms, back, and chest from training, while the tell-tale signs of a poorly healed burn is sorely present on his right shoulder. An extremely faint, short, almost wholly vertical scar lines his left cheek, while another has left a noticeable gap in his left brow. Aside from his physical looks, the way he carries himself is also noticeable under any kind of scrutiny. He moves with rhythmic purpose, a sort of precision and order that really starts to stand out the more kids you put him side-by-side with. Poor funding aside for such niceties, avoiding the fashion faux pas of Freedom City has been a challenge for Tom, and it clearly shows as his transition from an entire wardrobe consisting of militant greys to one that permits color (and other fabrics, even!) continues to ruin any chance of appearing cool, suave or even just well-dressed without the assistance of others. Typically, when left to his own devices, he prefers thrift store clothes in solid dark colors and practical denim with last years least fashionable tennis shoes. This is just a polite way of saying he dresses slightly better than some hobos - but only some. Generally speaking, Tom prefers to simply wear the Claremont uniform whenever possible. Though he’s not especially fond of the bright colors that it takes up, he does appreciate the sense of camaraderie and unity it instills; arguably the last remnant of respect he might have for his initial upbringing. He hasn’t made any personal amendments to it, aside from adopting a yellow-and-blue hood and domino mask to go along with it when he’s out and about fighting for his new home in Freedom City. History: Growing up in New Freedom under the regime of President Harper, Three-Winds was the latest in a long line of totemic champions, destined to follow in the footsteps of his grandparents and parents as peacekeepers against the enemies that took up residence both inside and outside of its walls. It was a childhood of conflicting educations: of both the Old Guard of Othello, the Old Ways of his people and the spirits they revered, but also of the brutal indoctrination initiated by Jade Harper and New Freedom’s newly-minted (and quickly escalating) cruel way of life. Striking a delicate balance between spiritualism and fascist militarism, Three-Winds was groomed by his parents for obedience and to further the cause Othello had started, bearing all the strengths and talents to make it within the swiftly changing regime. Even as a child he was a quick-witted, resourceful, and loyal follower of the New Freedomite way of life, and while his parents’ powers lead them towards careers of brutal pugilism and enforcement, the blessings of Rabbit that Three-Winds inherited from his totemic lineage lead him towards a more insidious path - that of the agent provocateur and infiltrator, ferreting out dissenters and would-be terrorists within New Freedom in the name of their Glorious Leader. Though a promising prodigy, his career took a drastic turn when Jade Harper was removed from power and her daughter, Leah Harper, assumed the presidency. Her transition wasn’t smooth, and as the years wore on, the first cracks in the foundations of loyalty instilled by her predecessors were beginning to form; cracks, unfortunately, the new President Harper detected. Among those questioning her conduct were Three-Winds’ parents; too close to the top, they were a liability she couldn’t afford to leave unchecked. And so, quietly, she arranged for a mishap to transpire overseas as she sent them on a mercenary operation to Central Africa. As predicted, they never returned. There was no eulogy for his parents; only a government statement given that the operation was a wash and they had been killed in action. But Three-Winds had grown suspicious. Though barely older than fourteen himself, he’d been trained to see through such facades; that, coupled with his growing angst and grief at the loss of his parents was enough to finally loosen the hold of New Freedom’s indoctrination form his mind. He set out on a dangerous mission to uncover the truth, finally deducing his suspicions were well-founded: Leah Harper had set the whole thing up as part of her reformation project to hand-pick her newest sets of agents and remove those already in place - including Three-Winds himself. Barely managing to escape New Freedom in the dead of night and under cover of a snowstorm, it was sheer luck that he was picked up by an AEGIS reconnaissance squad before the frigid clime of the Antarctic could claim him. Quietly extradited to the United States, he spilled his guts regarding everything he knew about New Freedom. In exchange, he was offered amnesty, and the chance to have a real life; one outside of the tyrannical grip of Supreme Glorious Leader Harper and her corrupt Inner Council. After a few years isolated in an AEGIS safe-house and subjected to mental rehabilitation and re-education, Three-Winds - now under the WITPRO alias of Tom Rhodes - was deemed fit for reintegration into American society, with special arrangements made to further his education given his unique talents. Highly-trained and harboring a magical spirit that granted him superhuman powers, there was really only one place suited for someone like Tom: Claremont Academy in Freedom City, where he would, with a little luck and a lot of determination, finally have the chance at a fresh start. Personality & Motivation: Cool and detached, but otherwise seemingly well-adjusted, Tom lacks the overt angst common among the standard breed of teenager, a trait alone which might raise suspicion as to his true origins. On the surface and within a community full of superheroes, this might be perfectly normal; until it falls under extensive scrutiny, anyway. There’s a palpable aloofness to him, an air of foreignness when compared to your typical American teenager that reeks of methodical training, complete with an eerie ability to remain organized and clean. Sure, he laughs at everyone’s bad jokes and makes quick, charmingly dry remarks from time to time in an attempt to fit in, but he’s never really there, and the harder one looks, the more obvious it starts to become that he's anything but garden variety, the occasional sign of militant training or coldly pragmatic rationale slipping through the cracks. If nothing else, the accent’s a dead giveaway for anyone even remotely familiar with the residents of New Freedom (which, Tom hopes, isn’t many at Claremont Academy!); there’s just something about it, a peculiar richness in the inflection that’s just off that screams “actually not from here,” despite his best endeavors to mask it and fit in with a society he’s only just started to experience first-hand. But Tom is trying. This is really the best thing that can be said about him. He really is doing the best he can to adapt to his new life in Freedom City and turn his training as an agent for a vile dictator into those of a genuine bonafide superhero, make friends, and generally be a normal teenager (albeit with superpowers). But it’s like walking on eggshells, constantly straddling what he'd been taught while trying his best to do what's right. It doesn't help that he’d known only what his extremely limited education about life outside of his homeland he was permitted, making things more than a little awkward at times as he tries to put his dangerous past behind him… well, mostly, anyway. It’s true that he yearns for a fresh start, but the pangs of vengeance still fester; a need to avenge the deaths of his parents a violent spark that at any moment could ignite the fuel that is his anger. He’s tried to make peace with their passing but has had only marginal luck, even with the assistance of Rabbit’s spirit trying to soothe and guide him emotionally. All in all, he wants to do the right thing, inspired by the patriotism of the American way of life and Freedom City’s unflappable pursuit to do good. But it’s going to take time to make the full transition - maybe a lot of time - and to put those demons to rest once and for all. Powers & Tactics: As a former agent-in-training for New Freedom’s vicious totalitarianistic government, Black Rabbit is surprisingly well-trained, capable of employing military-level martial arts and covert operations training alongside his bizarrely potent totemic rabbit powers to undermine criminals and villains with astounding efficacy. Though his powers are subtle and indirect in nature, Black Rabbit isn’t afraid to use them; quite the contrary, really, given that in New Freedom people with superpowers are the norm. Once subterfuge fails, he moves in with precision, focused on ending a fight as quickly and efficiently as possible. Black Rabbit prefers to utilize his astounding speed and agility to close the gap and get into close-quarters combat, wherein he can unleash debilitating holds, quick feints, and potent strikes to render foes unconscious. When push comes to shove and the dice fall out of favor, Black Rabbit relies on the his totem spirit and its ability to manipulate luck - for himself, for his team, and against his foes - in-order to skew victory in his favor, trusting in the spirit of Rabbit and the magical blessings it confers to protect him from harm. Power Descriptions: (All Powers Have the "Magic" Descriptor.) As the Black Rabbit, many of his powers lack the flair and flashiness of his superheroic counterparts. Despite being able to run and hop astounding distances, being endowed with super-hearing, armed with razor-sharp claws and teeth, a strange talent for manipulating luck, and the ability to kick bricks to smithereens, nothing outwardly obvious seems amiss about the current heir to the spirit of Rabbit. Under closer magical examination, however, things are a little more obvious. A warm, off-white aura surrounds the Black Rabbit; an extension of both his spiritual attunement and the envelopment of the spirit itself shrouding him in its protective nature in the shape of a rabbit upon more focused inspection. It serves as much as a metaphysical shield as it does an extension of Tom’s own will, its energies ebbing and flowing alongside the young totem’s emotions. While Rabbit’s spirit confers a number of physical boons, it’s the spirit’s unique ability to protect its inherited champion by twisting fortunes in their favor through subtle, normally unexplainable manipulations - chiefly by manipulating the physical world through the spiritual plane, such as invisibly nudging bullets off-course, reflexively fortifying Tom’s physique or talents to avoid danger, or causing well-timed mishaps that otherwise wouldn’t have happened at all. Channeled equally through sheer willpower and instinct, the aura grows brighter and more intense with each use until Rabbit’s luck-altering powers inevitably wane, leaving his aura dim and virtually colorless as it recedes back into Black Rabbit himself to recuperate. Complications: A Hive of Scum & Villainy (Prejudice): There’s a reason nobody talks about New Freedom, as it’s a blight on everything that the real Freedom City and the United States stand for. Some people might not take too kindly were they to learn that Tom is, in fact, from that horrible, despicable, not-very-good place. A Wolf in Kid’s Clothing (Age): Despite his maturity growing up under the brutal regime of Glorious Supreme President Leah Harper, he’s still by way of the United States legislature a minor. No booze, no admittance to certain places, and definitely subject to a curfew officers of the law will enforce when he’s not in-costume. Don’t Talk About My Parents (Temper): Under normal circumstances, Black Rabbit is an unflinching vanguard of immutable calm… riiiiight up until you talk about his parents. All bets are off after that. From New Freedom, With Love (Enemy): Black Rabbit is playing a very dangerous game as a defector, especially given the knowledge he took with him. Leah Harper and the rest of the New Freedom Council don’t take kindly to deserters, and should his presence be discovered, their retribution will undeniably be swift and ruthless. It’s a Secret to Everyone (Identity): As if keeping an alter-ego as the Black Rabbit wasn’t hard enough, Tom Rhodes is also under the WITPRO program and a defector from the dictatorship of New Freedom. Revealing this little factoid not only puts himself at risk, but also anyone who knows the truth should a New Freedom black ops hit squad come calling. Only AEGIS and a few key, highly-selective individuals know, and it’s best to keep it that way. Report to the Principal's Office Immediately (Responsibility): Part of Tom’s rehabilitation into normal society means going to school. While AEGIS was nice enough to foot the bill to get him in the door of Claremont Academy, it’s up to him to maintain that academic level of excellence and not just skip school to beat up bad guys on the regs (and on their dime!). Speak to Me, O Spirits! (Obsession): Until recently, there was only so much about his heritage and his spiritual connection that Tom was permitted to know. Now that he’s finally free from the grasp of New Freedom and its vile indoctrination tactics, he finally has the opportunity to reconnect with his Native American ancestry and uncover the mystical secrets of his birthright. Abilities: 10 + 14 + 12 + 0 + 4 + 6 = 46PP Strength: 20 (+5) Dexterity: 24 (+7) Constitution: 22 (+6) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 16 (+2) Combat: 10 + 10 = 20PP Initiative: +7 (+7 Dex) Attack: +5 Base, +15 Melee Defense: +10 (+5 Base, +5 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +20 Knockback: -5/-2 (w/o Defensive Roll 2) Saving Throws: 2 + 5 + 6 = 13PP Toughness: +10/+6 [w/o Defensive Roll 2] (+6 Con, +4 Defensive Roll 2) Fortitude: +8 (+6 Con, +2) Reflex: +12 (+7 Dex, +5) Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 64R = 16PP Acrobatics 3 (+10) Bluff 8 (+11/+15 Attractive) Skill Mastery Diplomacy 7 (+10/+14 Attractive) Disguise 7 (+10) Escape Artist 3 (+10) Gather Information 7 (+10) Intimidate 7 (+10) Notice 8 (+10) Skill Mastery Sense Motive 8 (+10) Skill Mastery Sleight of Hand 3 (+10) Stealth 3 (+10) Skill Mastery Feats: 30PP Attack Focus [Melee] 10 Attractive 1 Beginner’s Luck Chokehold Defensive Roll 2 Dodge Focus 5 Evasion Fast Challenge (Feint) Fearless Grappling Finesse Improved Grab Improved Grapple Improved Pin Power Attack Skill Mastery 1 [Bluff, Notice, Sense Motive, Stealth] Uncanny Dodge [Auditory] Powers: 4 + 4 + 11 + 6 = 25PP Enhanced Feats 4 (Ultimate Save [Fortitude, Reflex, Toughness, Will]) [4PP] - Mystical Resilience BE: Leaping 3 (Running Long Jump 150’, Standing Long Jump 75’, Vertical Jump 30’, Feats: Alternate Power 1) [4PP] - Bunny Hops AP: Speed 3 (50 MPH/500’) - Blistering Rabbit Speed Luck Control 2 (Affects Others, Force Reroll; Feats: Enhanced Luck 5) [11PP] - Rabbit's Luck Super-Senses 6 (Accurate Hearing, Danger Sense, Extended Hearing 2 [100’], Radius Hearing) [6PP] - Uncannily Acute Ears of the Rabbit DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed +15 Touch DC 20 Toughness Damage Totals: Abilities (46) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (16) + Feats (30) + Powers (25) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/150 Power Points

Player Name: Electra Character Name: Chelone Power Level: 13 (built as PL 10; 191/221PP) Tradeoffs: Defense -5/Toughness +5 Unspent PP: 33 In Brief: Tortoise totem with timeliness troubles Alternate Identity: Danica Holmes Identity: Secret Birthplace: Albuquerque, NM Occupation: High School Student, Junior Avatar Affiliations: Tortoises, Claremont Academy Family: Stephanie Munson (mother), Arthur Holes (father) DOB: March 15, 1986 Gender: Female Height: 5’0 Weight: 140lbs unshelled, up to 12 tons if she’s feeling truculent Hair: Short, brown Eyes: Black Description: When she is in her most human disguise, Danica looks like a small, slightly stocky white teenage girl with brown hair in a chin-length bob and black eyes just wide enough to make her look perpetually surprised by the world. She likes acid-wash blue jeans and t-shirts for bands that were popular in the nineties and early aughts, and usually wears a huge LL Bean backpack with a camping frame small enough to accommodate her size. In her realest form, Danica’s skin takes on a slightly gray-green tinge too lively to be corpselike and her eyes get even wider, with the white part almost disappearing. She still looks human, but she is very tortoisey indeed. Much of her body is obscured by the large tortoise shell that covers her body from collarbones to thighs, a pale greeny-yellow on the front but with dramatic yellow striations on the black surface of the back. Although it looks quite sturdy and in a dangerous situation can become an impenetrable wall, most of the time the shell is surprisingly flexible to allow her a nearly full range of movement. History: Stephanie Munson loved tortoises more than anybody else. That was a fact. As a child, she became fascinated with the landbound species of order Chelonia, and would angrily correct anybody who tried to say she liked turtles. Turtles were all well and good, but they were not tortoises (at least not in American English!) Growing up in semi-rural Arizona gave her a chance to help the local college students track and monitor tortoise populations even as she absorbed the classes that would let her pursue the biological sciences herself. Through college and grad schools she scrimped, saved and fought to take research trips to the Galapagos islands for their giant tortoises and to India to see beautiful and endangered star tortoises in their natural habitat. She wrote papers, published articles, and worked with the leading lights in the field of tortoise research and conservation until she’d learned everything they knew. When it came time to pursue a romantic partner, she chose a fellow traveler, a handsome man named Arthur Holmes who just happened to be the head reptile keeper at the Albuquerque Zoological park. It was an excellent match amongst like-minded people who loved each other almost as much as they loved their studies. In a world of magic, passion is a powerful thing. Enough passion can shape the world, change lives, even draw the attention of unknowable forces. Since antiquity, humans have acknowledged the power of turtles and tortoises as agents of stability and wisdom, imbued with life force beyond the understanding of mortals. All of that is true in the way that all folklore has a heart of truth that is only strengthened by belief. At the juncture where life and passion and freefloating magic all meet, strange things can happen. Life can be created that is not the same as other lives. An avatar can be created. Not that Stephanie and Arthur knew any of that. All that they knew was that Stephanie’s pregnancy did not go at all as planned, that the fetus was lively but did not thrive, that even after adjusting forward the estimated date of conception several months past when Stephanie first suspected she was pregnant, the size-for-week was all wrong. Stephanie did know that she stopped counting the weeks after a full year had passed since the first pregnancy test and started wondering if this pregnancy would ever end. Normally no doctor worth their salt would let a pregnancy go so long out of fear for the mother, but Stephanie was healthy and the female fetus seemed healthy as well, just growing very, very slowly. They left the choice to her, and Stephanie chose to go on. And on, and on. It wasn’t a great time, but in March of 1986, a full year and a half after that first test, she gave birth to a perfect, healthy, beautiful baby girl just the right size for a newborn half her gestational age. After eighteen months of consulting baby name books, Danica Kameyo Izegbe Mirabella Holmes was probably lucky to not get even more names piled onto her tiny head. The strangeness of this baby did not stop with the delivery. Danica was an amiable baby, eating and sleeping like she should, alert within the limits of her fuzzy vision and hearing, not unduly fussy, but she began missing milestones almost right away. She gained only half a pound in the first month and grew only half an inch. By the time she was four months old, she was only beginning to reach for items above her head or push herself up on her arms, and she was still the size of a two-month old child. Stephanie and Arthur both took a break from their life-long passions to focus all their considerable analytical attention on what might be wrong with their beloved child. After exhausting all the local specialists and everything the Mayo Clinic in Arizona had to offer, they began widening their search. Finally in Southern California they encountered a shaman who said their daughter was special, that she was an avatar. An avatar of what, he could not say, he didn’t have the skill, but it was a clue at least. Cachet in the scientific community didn’t always translate across fields, but by using all their considerable connections they managed to land an interview with Adrian Eldritch, the Master Mage of Earth. They’d have gone to Freedom City if they had to, but instead Eldritch had shown up in their living room and spent almost twenty minutes playing with the year-old Danica, who was just starting to sit up and tolerate rice cereal. Eldritch confirmed that the shaman was right, that Danica was an avatar of an ancient, nameless tortoise spirit that had been looking for a way to manifest on earth. Worship, Eldritch had told them dryly, could take many forms, but it always made spirits stronger. Danica was growing so slowly because she was growing on a timeline much different from humans, not because she was sick or damaged. It wasn’t all bad news, he assured them. She would age very slowly her whole life, and likely live a very, very long time. Think of everything such a child would see! It took awhile for Stephanie and Arthur to sort out all the immediate responses to this, but one question came up very quickly: how would they take care of a child who wouldn’t be grown until they were old? If Danica continued at her current rate of growth, by the time she was ready for college both of them would be long since retired. Eldritch smiled a little and reported that the spirit had granted them a boon as well: as long as their daughter was a child, they would not age as humans did either. Only when she reached maturity would they go back to experiencing their normal lifespans. He couldn’t give them specifics beyond that rather vague wording, but it was something, at least. And at least they knew what was happening now. Eldritch finished by saying that it was entirely likely that Danica would develop some kind of magical abilities at some point, and they should definitely let him or his successor know. So Danica grew up, so very, very slowly as the decades passed around her. Her parents were not interested in spreading the word of her condition around, so they began moving around, first from daycare to daycare, then school district to school district. Danica legally had to be in school, despite the problems that would inevitably arise, so they did the best they could. It was fairly easy in the eighties and nineties to fudge a birthdate here and there, letting Danica enroll with children half her age but the exact same developmental stages. It was also easier in the eighties and nineties to avoid explaining to Danica why she never kept the same friends for more than a year or two, or why the people on the television shows looked different as the years passed. She was a bright and curious child who liked to read and garden, though she wasn’t much for playing outdoors because it took her such a long time to get anywhere. By the time she was fourteen, she started wanting to know why she was different from the other kids, why nobody ever stuck around, why she really didn’t look or act the same as other children her age. Her parents explained the basics of her situation to her in ways that a seven-year-old could understand. It made sense for her to make friends with much younger children because her years were twice as long as other children’s. The 2000s brought an era of electronic recordkeeping with it that made a lot of their previous strategies untenable. Danica turned eighteen in 2004, automatically aging her out of the public school system, so it didn’t make much sense to move around anymore. Stephanie and Arthur settled in and opened a tortoise and terrapin sanctuary in New Mexico and began a freewheeling sort of unschooling that worked well for a child who learned things just fine but took so much longer to mature. She made friends among the local kids, and for awhile it was almost like being normal, with best friends and sleepovers and talk about favorite cartoon shows and books. Inevitably, however, Danica’s friends grew up. By the time she was ten (more or less), her friends were twelve, and when she was emotionally eleven, they were fourteen and teenagers, heading into high school and no longer very interested in the things she liked. This was rather painful, but she did her best to make new friends, often with the younger siblings of her old friends. It wasn’t particularly successful, since now she was known in the neighborhood as the weird girl who liked baby stuff and wasn’t getting taller or starting her period or anything. When Danica was twenty-six, she was a little dismayed to find herself moving slower than ever. She could walk just fine, it was simply that she couldn’t walk fast. Even if she ran, she ran slowly, pedaled a bike slowly, rode a scooter slowly. It only became more apparent as her body got older and she still couldn’t keep up with other kids her apparent age. In retaliation for this (against who is unclear, perhaps just the world) she went through a brief tree-climbing phase where instead of moving forward, she just moved up instead. New Mexico isn’t known for its tall trees, but the neighborhood she lived in had a few good ones and she was able to get a good thirty feet up the one in her backyard, shinnying with knees and elbows, before she fell the whole way down right in front of her startled parents. The impact was jarring, but when she stood up she was completely unhurt and had a beautiful black and yellow shell covering torso and abdomen. The shell could be summoned and dismissed at will, usually appeared on its own if she felt threatened, and was big enough that she could tuck her limbs and head in for maximum protection. Unlike an actual tortoise’s shell, it appeared over her clothing and she could climb in and out of it if she really wanted to. Her parents were fascinated but baffled, and realized quickly that they were beyond their field of expertise. Another call to Adrian Eldritch put Stephanie and Arthur in touch with the Nicholson School, an elementary and middle-school program for children with exceptional abilities. It was all the way across the country in Freedom City, far from their homes and their work, but it sounded like exactly the thing Danica needed. They’d just spend a few years doing other things, that was all. The Holmes family packed up and moved into a little townhouse near the school and Danica began attending. Super school was a lot easier and more fun for Danica, who finally got to just tell other people about her aging issue instead of figuring out more and more creative lies, and it let her be around other kids who were at least as different as she was. They let her stay at Nicholson a little longer than usual, after all what’s a year or two among nigh-immortal friends, but eventually she turned thirty and had to start at Claremont. Her two freshman years there were difficult, as a growth spurt caused more of her magic to manifest in weird and body-changing ways, causing her to miss a fair bit of class and not get to spend much time around other students. She’s feeling much better now, though. Personality and Motivation: Danica is inquisitive, bright, friendly, and sheltered in ways that have nothing to do with her massive shell. She has lived more than three decades now but her emotional immaturity has meant the years do not sit heavy on her yet and she’s still very much a young teenager. She knows she was born for important things but has little idea what a tortoise avatar is supposed to do in the world, so for the moment she’s mostly trying to do good and make friends. Most of the friends she has made in her life so far have long since outgrown her, but she is always hopeful that this time things are going to be different. Powers and Tactics: Fighting is dangerous and everybody should always be encouraged to talk out their differences if at all possible! Chelone is a peacemaker, always ready to try and defuse a situation with diplomacy or mediation. If that fails, she will do her best to protect any vulnerable noncombatants, herself and her friends. If that fails, she has been known to bite pretty hard. Complications: Hero on the Half-Shell: Chelone can blend in with a crowd (and fit in crowded elevators, sit in chairs with backs, use a bathroom stall, etc) or she can be her heroic self, but she cannot do both. She can grow her shell even larger than normal to allow other people to come in if she likes, but she cannot use it effectively for defense if it is smaller than about the size of a 30-gallon tote or a small wading pool. This makes close-quarters fighting complicated. Little Turtle Girl: Danica ages at half the speed of normal humans, always has and always will, thanks to the tortoise essence inside her. Tortoises are also comparatively very slow to reach maturity, and some species do not lay eggs until they are fifty years old. Danica doesn’t know exactly when she’ll reach an age to be interested in that sort of thing, but it hasn’t happened yet. This makes it hard to relate to her more hormonal friends sometimes. Baby It’s Cold Outside: Danica is not quite cold-blooded, but she’s extremely sensitive to temperatures. Hot weather is great, she loves hot weather and barely sweats, but cold is no fun. Bundling up and keeping hot packs in her shell helps, but her preferred indoor temperature is upward of 80 degrees, if she can get it. PL: 10 (180) ABILITIES: 0 + -2 + 10 + 4 + 8 + 10 = 30 pp STR 10 (+0) DEX 8 (-1) CON 20 (+5) INT 14 (+2) WIS 18 (+4) CHA 20 (+5) COMBAT: 8 + 10 = 18 pp Init: -1 ATK: +4 (+10 Tortoise Power) DEF: +5 (+5 Base, +3 Flat-Footed) Grapple: +4 Knockback: -12/-5/-0 SAVES: 5 + 1 + 6 = 12 pp TOU +15 (+5 Con, +10 Protection, [10 Imp]) FORT +10 (+5 Con, +5) REF +0 (-1 Dex, +1) WILL +15/+10 (+4 Wis, +6) SKILLS 64R = 16PP Concentration 9 (+13) Diplomacy 15 (+20) Knowledge (Life Sciences) 8 (+10) Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 8 (+10) Medicine 6 (+10) Notice 6 (+10) Sense Motive 6 (+10) Survival 6 (+10) FEATS: 14 pp Attack Specialization: Tortoise Power 3 Beginner's Luck Benefit (Status [Turtle God's Champion]) Challenge (Combat Diplomacy) Distract (Diplomacy) Eidetic Memory Jack of all Trades Luck Ultimate Check 4 (Diplomacy, Fortitude, Toughness, Will) Enhanced Feats Luck Ultimate Toughness POWERS: 9 + 20 + 5 + 5 + 3 + 5 + 25 + 2 + 27 = 101PP Dimensional Pocket 1 (shell realm, Extra: Affects Self [+1], PF: Progression 6 [10K lbs]) [9PP] Emotion Control 5 (patience of the ages, Extra: Action 3 [Reaction], Area [Burst], Flaw: Limited [Calm], [Range 2 [Touch], PFs: Inspire 5, Subtle 1 [psionic]) [20PP] Enhanced Feat 1 (Ultimate Toughness, shell, Extra: Affects Only Others, Range [Perception] 3, PF: Luck) [5PP] Enhanced Will Save 5 (to +15) [5PP] Immunity 3 (aura of the tortoise, aging, environmental heat, starvation and thirst, Extra: Affects Others, Flaw: Limited [Half-Effect]) [3PP] Impervious Toughness 5 (shell) [5PP] Protection 10 (testudo, Extras: Impervious 5, Reflective 1 [melee], turtle power) [25PP] Super-Senses 2 (tortoise senses, Acute Scent, Low-Light Vision) [2PP] Tortoise Power Array 12 (24PP, PFs: Alternate Powers 3) [27PP] BE: Impervious Toughness 0 (Extras: Duration [Continuous], Reflective 1 [all ranged]) {20/24} AP: Create Object 10 (testudo 2.0; up to 10 10-ft. cubes, Lifting STR 50; Extra: Movable, Flaw: Range [Touch], PFs: Precise, Progression [10-ft. cubes], Selective, Subtle) (testudo 2.0) {24/24} AP: Damage 10 (spectral turtle bite!, Extra: Penetrating 6 [as DMG 16], PFs: Affects Insubstantial 2, Improved Crit [18-20], Indirect 2, Variable Descriptor 2 [any energy]) {24/24} AP: Impervious Toughness 10 (Extras: Affects Only Others, Duration [Continuous]) {20/24} DRAWBACK: 2PP Disability (2/3rds base movement speed; 20 ft per move action) [2PP] TOTALS abilities 30 + combat 18 + saves 12 + skills 16 + feats 14 + powers 101 - 2 = 191/221 pts

Character Name: Lady Liberty Power Level: 10/13 (180/199PP) Trade-Offs: +3 Attack / -3 Damage, Unspent Power Points: 19 In Brief: Legacy to the mantle of Lady Liberty tries to live up to the burden she carries with her name. Song: Cilver – I’m America Residence: Claremont University, Freedom City / Phoenix, Arizona Base of Operations: Claremont University, Freedom City / Phoenix, Arizona Catchphrase: - Alternate Identity: Monica Gutiérrez Identity: Public Birthplace: San Salvador, El Salvador Occupation: Student Affiliations: Claremont Academy Family: Idania (36, Mother), Nora (8, Sister) Personality: Monica is a quiet person. Years and years of being ignored or ridiculed have left their mark on her, she’d much rather sit in her room than interact with people. She’s used to people trying to set up a joke at her expense and mistrustful of most people that approach her because of exactly that reason. Unsurprisingly, she struggles with her self-confidence, something that has lead to her taking regular counselling at Claremont, where for the first time in her life she can actually afford to do so. Her recent rise to media recognition has not helped this at all. After the first interviews, many more requests followed and people started to recognize her on the street. This, together with the burden of having to live up to the name of Lady Liberty has only led to her feeling more insecure. Why did the spirit of liberty choose her, of all people? Monica’s love for the US was not the same as that of her predecessors. She loved her country, but it didn’t love her back, something she’d been made very painfully aware of her entire life. Nevertheless, there are subjects she is passionate about, and certain circumstances will lead to her breaking out of her shell. She is invested in politics, often spending way too much time debating various issues online. Her big passion however, is medicine. For a long time she’s known that she wanted to become a doctor, and she has already accumulated a fair amount of knowledge in preparation for her time after high school. History: Monica came to America when she was 3, crossing the border together with her mother. Her father had been killed by one of the gangs and it was obvious that she and her mother also were in danger. So, her mother grabbed what little money she had and made her way north, towards the USA, towards the land of freedom and the American dream. Monica’s mother does not talk about the journey, and Monica can only assume it was not easy for a woman in her early 20s to travel all the way to the American border and beyond. Monica’s first memories are from Phoenix, where her mother still lives to this day. She grew up with little luxury, two meals a day was something worth celebrating, as her mother continued to work most of the day to make ends meet. Monica’s childhood was rather unspectacular. She was aware of her status as an “illegal” immigrant from early on, with all that it meant, even surrounded by people that, in many ways, were like her. She didn’t understand it, she was just as American than any of her fellow class-mates, yet somehow she wasn’t? Then, there was everything related to herself. Without many people to socialize with due to her not fitting into preconceived notions, she found herself on the internet most of her free time. There, she came across a short article on what it meant to be trans, something she identified with immediately. It changed her life, as she learned that her uncertainties were not unique, that there were people that felt the same way. It changed her life, but it didn’t necessarily make it easier. There were hurdles to overcome, any sort of treatment was far out of grasp monetarily. There was her mother, who’d always been a fairly devout catholic. Monica had heard the horror stories and remained quiet about what she’d learned. And even if she knew it was right, she still had to figure out how it fit into her own system of belief. It didn’t take long for her mother to realize, who, contrary to Monica’s fears, took it (rather) well. As she learned then, her uncle, who’d also died back in El Salvador, had had similar feelings, which he’d only ever told his sister, out of fear of exactly the situation Monica was afraid of. Yet, there still was the school situation. Monica withdrew further than even before, now barely spending time with anybody, her attendance record always skirting the minimum requirement. She still wanted to move forward, she still had aspirations, but she’d rather learn at home than sit in school. She’d learn more studying at home, she told herself. Her life changed again on March 2nd of 2018. At first it seemed like a normal day, Monica was walking to school, happy that Spring Break was almost in reach. As she was walking, she spotted a van, veering out of control, right towards a younger student, also on his way to school. She acted without thinking, running onto the street and knocking him out of the way. The next thing she knew, there was pain and she fought to keep her grip on consciousness. But right then, as she could already feel her life fading from her body, something happened. She regained control of her body and the pain was gone, even if she still crashed into a nearby lamppost. It didn’t hurt her, and as she opened her eyes, she realized that she was surrounded by a comforting glow. She’d never seen any superpowers in person before, but she immediately knew what it meant. Jessica Howe, a young journalist for a local TV station, happened to be walking down the street at the same time. She’d managed to capture everything on camera, from Monica’s action to her sudden recovery. Jessica knew what it meant. She’d long been a fan of the Freedom League’s Lady Liberty, who had, much to the pain of many fans, retired not long ago. As it turned out, the Spirit of Liberty had found its next host, and Jessica had been there to witness it. Before Monica had even fully registered what was going on, before the Paramedics had even arrived on the scene, she was already being interviewed, on live television. The story of the young woman who now was the nation’s newest Lady Liberty spread through the internet like wildfire. It wasn’t necessarily a good thing, within hours the fact the newest Lady Liberty was an undocumented immigrant transwoman was spread around various websites, the harassment began only shortly later. It wasn’t just internet trolls, but also members of conservative media outlets. Monica didn’t know how to react, she’d been thrown into the national spotlight without any preparation. She completely cut herself off from all media and didn’t leave the house, unable to cope with what had suddenly happened. It was only when Beth Walton-Wright, the previous Lady Liberty, showed up at her door a week later that this changed. Beth supported Monica and would help her come to terms with what her new position meant. She also suggested that the young woman would attend Claremont Academy in Freedom City, where she’d receive all the training she could ask for. It was not an easy decision for Monica to make. On one hand, it would be the training she needed, both as the new superhero and as an aspiring doctor. Graduating Claremont would open her much more doors than graduating some inner-city public school. On the other hand, it meant moving across most of the country, away from her mother and sister. Away from her (few) friends, and away from everything she knew, having only left the city a few times during her life so far. In the end it was her mother that decided. She knew that her daughter was better off in Claremont, and while Monica was pondering the decision in her room, her mother signed the necessary documents. Monica would attend Claremont starting summer 2018, in what she’d been told would be “quite the class”. Description: Age: 16 (April 3rd, 2002) Apparent Age: 16 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Hispanic Height: 6’1” / 6’4” when Lady Liberty Weight: 183 lbs. / 190 lbs. when Lady Liberty Eyes: Green Hair: Black Complications: Restraints I – Much like her predecessors, Monica loses her powers when restrained. When she is bound, she cannot draw upon the Spirit of Liberty properly. Other than the previous Lady Liberty, this does not have to mean she cannot access her powers at all, even if she herself is not yet aware of this. While being restrained means that she cannot access the full brunt of her powers, she may still be able to use very weak versions of them. As this is something that she carries with her name, this weakness is very well known, thus people are likely to exploit it. Restraints II – The Spirit of Liberty, historically, has always been weakened by restraints, with the most recent Lady Liberty losing all her power whenever she was tied up in some way. Much like the exact powers of the Spirit, this too has changed with Monica. While physical restraints still limit her, it is not a complete loss. However, in return restraint has taken a more abstract meaning with her. Her powers weaken as her resolve does, the more she doubts herself the weaker they get, up to disappearing completely until she has regained her resolve. Legacy of Liberty – Monica carries a massive burden on her. She has to live up to all previous women empowered by the Spirit of Liberty. They fought in the World Wars, in the Terminus Invasion and during many other occasions. While Monica has the approval of Beth Walton-Wright, the previous, and according to many, greatest Lady Liberty, she still doubts whether or not it is really her power to yield, and she has no idea how she’ll ever live up to what her name demands of her. The large fanbase the name carries with it does not help with this, as many of them have been rather unpleasant about Monica’s newfound powers. Publicity – Monica’s identity is incredibly public, she got interviewed under her real name on TV only moments after getting her power. Monica never got to experience what it meant to have a secret identity, something she regrets very much. With this come the usual problems that are associated with a public identity, something she is very aware (and scared) of. Of course, the fact she is an undocumented immigrant doesn’t exactly improve the situation at all, and she is anxious about what may happen related to that situation now that her – and her family – ‘s status is known around the entire country. The Student Life – First and foremost, Monica is a student, with all that includes. She has an attendance to keep, homework to do and things to study. She also has regular counselling sessions at Claremont, meaning that all in all, she does not get a lot of free time. As she didn’t spend much time at school before coming to Claremont, and said school’s curriculum was not exactly great, she struggles somewhat with keeping up acceptable grades, eating further into her time and confidence. Abilities: 4 + 4 + 6 + 6 + 8 + 10 = 38PP Strength: 24/14 (+7/2) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 22/16 (+6/3) Intelligence: 16 (+3) Wisdom: 18 (+4) Charisma: 20 (+5) Combat: 20 + 16 = 36PP Initiative: +6 Attack: +13 Melee, +10 Ranged Grapple: +20/15 Defense: +10 (+8 Base, +2 Dodge Focus), +4 Flat-Footed Knockback: -5/1 Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 7 = 11PP Toughness: +10/3 (6/3 Con, +4) Fortitude: +6/3 (+6/3 Con, +0) Reflex: +6 (+2 Dex, +4) Will: +11 (+4 Wis, +7) Skills: 52R = 13PP Bluff 5 +10 Concentration 4 +8 Diplomacy 6 +11 Disguise 4 +9 Intimidate 4 +9 Knowledge (Life Sciences) 5 +7 Language 1 (Spanish [Native], English) Medicine 6 +10 Notice 5 +9 Sense Motive 6 +11 Swim 6 +13/8 Feats: 10PP Attack Focus (Melee) 3 Dodge Focus 2 Improved Grab Improved Initiative Improved Disarm Interpose Move-By Action Powers: 39 + 33 = 72PP The Strength of Freedom (39 PP Container) Enhanced Strength 10 [20PP] Enhanced Constitution 6 [12PP] Protection 4 [4PP] Leaping 3 [3PP] The Light of Liberty (30PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 3) [33PP] BP: Enhanced Extra (Impervious Toughness 7 (up to); Reflective (Ranged [+1]; Extras: Range (Perception)[+2], Affect Others [+1]; Flaws: Duration (Concentration [-1])) [28/30PP] AP: Nullify 10 (Bindings [2/r]; Extras: Range (Perception)) [30PP] AP: Dazzle 10 (Visual [2/r]; Extras: Area (Burst), Selective Attack, Alternate Save (Will [first and second save]) [+0]; Flaws: Range (Touch)) AP: Emotion Control 10 (Extras: Area (Burst), Contagious; Feats: Progression 4 (Area); Flaws: Limited to Hope, Sense Dependent (Visual), Range (Touch [-2]) [9PP] linked to Healing 5 (Extras: Area (Burst), Selective Attack, Action (Standard); Feats: Stabilize, Progression 4 (Area); Flaws: Limited to Others, Sense Dependent (Visual)) [20+9=29/30PP] Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block Attack Range Save Effect Unarmed Touch DC22/17 TGH Damage + Grab Dazzle Touch Area DC20 Will Visual Dazzle (Will Save) Emotion Control Touch Area DC20 Will Contagious Hope (Counter Fear) Totals: Abilities (38) + Combat (36) + Saving Throws (11) + Skills (13) + Feats (10) + Powers (72) - Drawbacks (0) =180/199 Power Points

Veronica Danger Power Level: 10/12 (238/250PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 12 In Brief: Globetrotting daughter of a family of explorers who picked up some magic along the way. Catchphrase: “Did I ever tell you about the time that…” Alternate Identity: Veronica Danger (Public) Birthplace: Nice, France Residence: Claremont during the school year. Danger Manor when not in school or off with her parents. Base of Operations: Claremont Occupation: Student Affiliation: Claremont; Danger International Family: Veronica is the oldest child of Rex Danger II and Jaqueline Giroux Danger. The Danger family tree grows more convoluted every year, especially with the predilection towards adventure that seems to run in the family. While Veronica’s parents are normally off in some far part of the world, they regularly visited Freedom City at least a few times every year (occasionally only once if they were in some very remote location), so Veronica had plenty of interaction with her many cousins and is close with those around her age. She is also reasonably close to her Aunt Rachel (her father’s sister). [Janus Danger] (cousin) Description: Age: 18 (August 2002) Apparent Age: 18 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5’ 4” Weight: 115 lbs Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown Veronica has a slim build, as might be expected of someone who has spent her life being physically active. Her brown hair comes down to about the middle of her back and is usually in a ponytail to keep it tougher and out of the way. She generally dresses in cargo shorts or pants and solid color T-shirt over which she wears a button up shirt (khaki or olive drab), either long or short sleeve depending on the temperature. Her normal footwear of choice is well broken in hiking boots and thick socks. Veronica is rarely without her bronze colored amulet, which she wears on chain necklace. The amulet is covered in unusual writing and there are four empty oval sockets spaced around its surface, which could hold small gemstones. History: Veronica’s father is the second son of Rex Danger (Ace’s younger brother). Rex II took after his grand-father, travelling the world and exploring remote locals. While his aunt, and later sister, were busy handling the day to day operations of the family business, Rex was out there representing its interests in the field. It was during these travels that he met French archeologist Jaqueline Giroux on a Danger International sponsored excavation. It was not long before the two were married and began traveling the world together. After Jaqueline became pregnant with their first child, the pair settled briefly in Nice, France. It was there that Veronica was born, and after she was about a year old, her parents once again set off on their world spanning travels, taking Veronica with them. Over the years Veronica has searched for endangered gorillas in the jungles of central Africa, rode camels across the Sahara, explored lost temples in India, dove to submerged cities in the Aegean Sea, walked among the monuments of the pharaohs in Egypt, and climbed to remote villages in the Himalayas, among other adventures. From an early age, she began a habit of collecting small trinkets (like jewelry charms) from the various places she has visited. As one might expect, along the way she has learned a number of different skills and languages, in addition to being provide a more formal education by her parents. Recently, Veronica was at the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, when she came across a small jewelry vendor on one of the back streets of the bazaar. Veronica’s attention was grabbed by a small circular amulet of what appeared to be bronze. It was a bit dirty and battered, but was covered with markings in a language she did not recognize. There were also four empty sockets that once appeared to have held gemstones. Despite the amulet’s poor appearing condition, Veronica bought it and took it home to add to her collection of trinkets. It was not long after this that Veronica began to realize she was able to sense magical energy in both the amulet and the other charms she had collected over her life. She was able to learn that the amulet she had purchased provided her with a variety of protective magic. She also determined that the small charms she had collected each contained a small spark of magic, which she has been able to figure out how to link together to create a number of magical effects. When Veronica went back to the Grand Bazaar to try to learn more about the amulet from the street vendor, she was unable to locate the man, finding the location she knew his stall had been at, but there was no sign of the stall’s presence. After the appearance of these new abilities, her parents decided it might be best to send Veronica to Freedom City to attend Claremont Academy. They also felt it might be good for the girl to spend a bit of time among peers her own age. The fact her cousin Janus was going to be starting at Claremont as well made the decision even easier. Personality & Motivation: Veronica is pretty much what one would expect of a Danger: adventurous, inquisitive and daring. She loves exploring new places and seeing new things, and if she could be one of the first to see it, so much the better! But she also has embraced the spirit of her family’s humanitarian efforts, wanting to help those in distress and improve the lives of all. Now that she has discovered her magical abilities and her unusual amulet, she wants to learn more about them. Powers & Tactics Veronica has learned a lot about her powers over the past couple of years, especially during a trip to another dimension at the start of the Summer before her Senior year where she was cut off from the trinkets she had believed were magical. She has now learned that the magic was always within herself and the trinkets were just a focus, which she no longer needs. Her abilities have become somewhat more fixed, but she still has some ability to use her magic in more creative ways. Her magical sight provides her considerable details about anything magical she studies, and it is difficult for anything magical to be hidden from her sight. Over the past couple of years she has also located two of the gems that were part of the amulet that came into her possession in Istanbul, adding new abilities to the protective magic the amulet already possessed. Complications: What’s over that hill? Like many members of her family, Veronica constantly feels the urge to explore any unknown place and solve new mysteries. Unfortunately this often results in her getting into things she probably should not and being too nosey, particularly in a place like Claremont, where many students have things they would rather keep secret, Fame: Although there are a lot of perks with taking on some of the face of Danger Media, sometimes being a public figure can cause real problems not only for Veronica, but those whom she calls friends. Responsibilities: As a member of the Danger family, Veronica has not only inherited some of the considerable enemies that the family has made over the years, but she also, in addition to school, has whatever responsibilities to her family or their business that might come up. Ancient Artifact: Veronica’s amulet is in fact an ancient magical artifact, reduced in power due the removal of the gemstones that once were part of it. There may be those that are searching for the amulet for their own purposes. Just fell into my lap: The amulet ended up in Veronica’s possession under some mysterious circumstances. There may be more to this than just happenstance. ABILITIES 4 + 10 + 6 + 10 + 10 + 10 = 50 Strength: 14 (+2) Dexterity: 20 (+5) Constitution: 16 (+3) Intelligence: 20 (+5) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 20 (+5) COMBAT 12 + 10 = 22 Initiative: +9 Attack +6; +7 Ranged Defense: +10 (+5 base, +3 Enhanced, +2 Dodge Focus); +4 flat-footed Grapple: +8 Knockback: -5/-4 flat-footed SAVING THROWS 4 + 4 + 4 = 12 Toughness: +10 (+3 Con; +5 Protection; +2 Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +7/+10 (+3 Con, +4; +3 Enhanced) Reflex: +9/+11 (+5 Dex, +4; +2 Enhanced) Will: +9/+13 (+5 Wis, +4; +4 Enhanced) SKILLS 116 Ranks/ 29 pp Acrobatics 7 (+12) Bluff 0 (+5, +9 w/ Attractive) Climb 8 (+10) Concentration 6 (+11) Craft: Art 6 (+11) Diplomacy 5 (+10, +14 w/ Attractive) Drive 8 (+13) Knowledge (Arcane Lore) 6 (+11) Knowledge (History) 5 (+10) Knowledge (Physical Science) 4 (+8) Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 4 (+9) Languages 9 (English [native], French, Arabic, Dakanan, Hindi, Latin, Spanish, Turkish, Read: Hieroglyphics, Ancient Greek) Medicine 2 (+7) Notice 8 (+13) Pilot 4 (+9) Riding 10 (+15) Search 4 (+9) Sense Motive 6 (+11) Survival 6 (+11) Swimming 8 (+11) FEATS 17 Attack Focus: Ranged Attractive Artificer Beginner’s Luck Benefit (Security Clearance: Danger International; Fame; Wealth 2/Rich) [4] Defensive Roll Dodge Focus 2 Eidetic Memory Improved Initiative Jack-of-all-Trades Luck 2 Move-by Action Veteran Awards Equipment 9 Danger-Cycle (Vehicle) [36EP] Size: Medium {0EP} Strength 20 {2EP} Speed 6 (500 mph)/ Flight 3 (50 mph) {13EP} Defense: 10 {0EP} Toughness: +10 {5EP} Features: Alarm 2 (25DC), Autopilot, Disguise, Ejector Seats, Hidden Compartments, Navigation System, Nitro Injectors, Oil Slick, Smoke Screen, Remote Control, Tire Inflators; Power: Communications (Radio) 4 (1 mile) {16EP} Binoculars [1 EP] First Aid Kit (+2 Medicine checks) [1 EP] Flashlight/chem lights GPS Receiver [1 EP] Multi-tool [1 EP] Survival Kit (+2 Survival checks) [1 EP] Survival Knife (+1 Dam; Cri 19-20; Piercing; 10’ range) [4 EP] POWERS 36 + 4 + 5 + 1 + 36 + 1 + 17 + 8 = 108 Device 9 ("Amulet"; 45 active points, Hard to Lose) [36 pp] Enhanced Defense 3 {6} Enhanced Save: Fortitude 3 {3} Enhanced Save: Reflex 2 {2} Enhanced Save: Willpower 4 {4} Protection 5 {5} Variable Power 2 ("gem 1"; 10 PP variable pool; 8 PP per rank [any combination of traits]; Drawbacks: Limited 2 [only Feats and Skills]) {14} Variable Power 2 ("gem 2"; 10 PP variable pool; 4 PP per rank [One ability score at a time]; Extras: Action [Move]; Drawbacks: Limited 1 [cannot be for CON]) {9} Device 1 ("Climbing Axes", 5 active points; Easy to Lose; PF: Extra Weapon) [4 pp] Enhanced Skills 4 (Climbing +4r) {1} Strike 2 (Feats: Mighty, Split Attack) {4} Dimensional Pocket 2 (PF: Progression 3 (1,000 lbs) [5 PP] Leaping 1 (training; x2 -- running long jump 24 ft., standing long jump 12 ft., high jump 6 ft.) [1 PP] Magic Array 16 (32 Active Points, 4 Alt Powers) [36 pp] BP: Blast 12 ("Arcane Blast"; Feats: Affects Insubstantial 2, Precise, Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) {29/32} (Arcane Blast, magic) AP: Blast 10 ("Arcane Burst"; Extras: Area [General, Burst, 50 ft. radius]; Feats: Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) {32/32} (Arcane Burst, magic) AP: Move Object 12 (STR 60, heavy load 51.2 tons; Feats: Affects Insubstantial, Precise, Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) {28/32} (magic) AP: Create Object 12 (up to 12 5-ft. Cubes, Lifting STR 60 [heavy load 51.2 tons]; Feats: Precise, Selective, Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) {28/32} (magic) AP: Teleport 10 ("Arcane Gate"; Extras: Accurate; Flaw: Long-Range Only; Feats: Change Direction, Change Velocity, Easy, Progression [Mass] 6 [x100 mass]) {29/32} (Arcane Gate, magic) Speed 1 (training; 10 mph/100 feet per round) [1 PP] Super Senses 17 ("Magic Third Eye"; Magic Awareness/Detect [visual] [3]; Analyze [1]; Counters Concealment [2]; Counters Illusion [2]; Counters Obscure [5]; Penetrates Concealment [Power Loss; lead (-1)] [3]; Extended [100’ increments] [1]) [17 pp] Variable Power 1 (5 PP Variable Pool, Multiple Powers at a time (6 pt variable power); Extras: Action 2 [Free]) (Cantrips, magic) [8 PP] Sample Cantrips Comprehend 2 (languages; Speak All, Understand All) [4 PP] Immunity 2 (Heat, Cold) [2 PP] TOTALS Stats 50 + Combat 22 + Saves 12 + Skills 29 + Feats 17 + Powers 108 = 238/250 Power Points

Ouroboros Power Level: 12/15 (250/250 PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Points: 0PP Alternate Identities: Jack Huang Faretti (Junior) Height: 6'1"" Weight: 180 lbs. Hair: Black Eyes: Blue (glows Red when angry) Description: Jack hopes to have inherited his fathers height though on a more fine boned frame though time will tell as he is still trapped in his sixteen year old body at this point. He tends to compensate for his lighter weight build with bulky or flowing clothing that can make him look larger than he is. He has his Mothers dimples and a distinctly Asiatic cast to his features though sharpened just enough to break out of really looking like a specific ethnicity of the region. His general avoidance of the sun has left him pale but it seems to suit him well and lacks the sickly or corpsen cast that many full vampires take on when underfed. His hair is dark and straight, styled simply back to keep it out of his face. Though he easily passes for human and living to casual examination he does had a significant tell in his elongated canines, while not extended to the full length of a vampire in feeding mode they are beyond the norm for human. The majority of his powers are basic hermetic magic the purely magical energy's usually taking on a blue-green tinge and more obvious elemental energies looking like normal examples thereof. The exception is his one spell drawing off the darker aspects of his nature and mirroring the effects of his bite enhanced with his own skill at spell-craft which is a spell of mottled red and black suffusing both his target as well as himself as he mystically feeds on their life force to restore his own injuries. History: Jack's birth was something that should not have been able to happen for many reasons and yet it did. The child of the nearly human Chosen of Heshem and a powerful vampire his birth was heralded by assaults from none other than Dracula himself. Needless to say as the child of two of Freedoms more potent Heroes his childhood was anything but normal. While they protected him from the worst of it and then some he was no normal child. His sitters even in infancy were often heroes in their own right and he never attended any normal form of schooling instead moving from one specialized school for the "gifted" to another until he began to attend the Claremont Academy. Despite his pedigree his powers were relatively minor. As an entity likely immortal he did not develop apace. None the less he was not suitable for normal schooling either. He did well in his studies however and received valuable training while attending Claremont. After graduation some strings were pulled and he began to study under Adrian Eldricht, perhaps in time to be come the master mages chosen successor. His skills with the arcane flourished under the Master mages tutelage and he really began to come into his own. It was then that disaster struck. The crime league attacked major cities the world over holding billions hostage with nuclear devices. Fast action from assorted heroes uncovered and disarmed all but one. In Freedom City the Hiroshima Shadow finally lost itself to its madness and supercharged the device detonating it before the heroes of the league could reach it. Behind the mystic portals of the master mages demesne Jack should have been safe but then something extraordinary happened. In the moment of the blast something else took hold of the city slicing through the careful wards and dimensional barriers of the Archmages home. As the strange effect began to take hold Jack slid reflexively into the void for safety. He found himself unable to return. Some force had locked that time and place away from him. With some effort he was able to trace some element of the effect and in time wrestle his way through the barriers between worlds as well as times and emerged nearly twenty five years earlier. He's uncertain what exactly happened in the future but he knows that it goes well beyond anything so mundane as a nuclear blast. Jack does not know what time he has emerged into and is still uncertain what this place will hold for him. His first order of business is to return to his families home from there perhaps he can reach Eldricht for advice or aid. When he discovers the world he has entered of course that may all change. Well that was what he told his parents at least when he found his way to the Mansion once more. The truth of a ritual misshap whilst working on spells he was forbidden to, was rather less mysterious and far more likely to result in grounding or worse a tightening of their already restrictive rules about his safety. Hiding behind a carefulyl crafted illusion and using what he knew of recent events in the city he crafted a new more mature persona. It lasted a good long while as he continued his studies in peace hoping to at the least undo the damage done by his initial botched ritual. However years later his ploy was revealed quite on accident when a Magic Eating beasty escaped his mothers care and in the course of its rampage destroyed his disguise. Revealed to be a boy of no more than sixteen the lies came charshing down along with rather harsh censure from his parents at the whole debacle. The worst of it is over and though he claims he is somehow time locked and not aging since his arrival there is no way to be sure it was not an errant tween with too much power that first arrived four years ago. He has been sent to attend Claremont much to his chagrin despite his protestations he would learn better at home or in the field. Update 07/2019: Having completed both his education at Claremont and the tutelage of Phantom Ouroboros has been elevated to replace the former in her role as Chosen of Heshem and Guardian of hte Void with Phantom stepping into the role of Master mage. He has grown as a magician and his knowledge of hte arcane and other dimensions has few rivals. The young Dhampir has embraced this new role with zeal while putting his own mark on the duties of extra-dimensional protector. His personal life has grown as well as he has made allies both among his fellow former students he might call upon in times of need and closer relations with other heroes as well particularly the returned Set. Personality & Motivation: Huang is still young and has a rather sharp wit and sometimes dark humor. He knows he's more intelligent then many and better trained in the arcane arts than most, his confidence has little hubris though as he knows enough to realize just how little he knows but doesn't let that stop him from taking a more active role in heroic events. Jack is a second (arguably third, if you count Hong Kong Harry of the Jungle Patrol) generation hero. In many ways its in his blood as much as his predators instincts and connection to the mystic realm of the void. His life thus far has been a relatively coddled existence. Due to his unique nature he grew up in very real danger of being assaulted or kidnapped by one faction or another or even as a strike at his parents and was thus kept from much of their activities. A fact he often resents. When he found himsel distimed he saw it as an opportunity to prove himself and resents that with the collapse of his disguise he is being sent off like an errant child to attend Claremont. Powers & Tactics: Huang is first and foremost a Mystic. He harnesses arcane forces to his command. In addition to his studies of magic he has developed several abilities of his birthright. As yet his Vampiric abilities are a lesser part of his arsenal but they serve as a dangerous surprise for any foe that makes the mistake of thinking him helpless without access to his spells. In a combat situation he prefers to remain hidden either with stealth or an invisibility spell before attacking where he can do the most good. He prefers to remain at range and utilize his magic to arm and hinder his foes or aid his allies. If cornered he'll try to escape either with mist form or attempting to flee to the void. He will use terrain and his abilities to control and move about the battlefield to his advantage and to disorient his enemies. Complications: Chosen: Being the Chosen of Heshem makes Ouroboros a target for those seeking to influence across the barriers between worlds. It also means he must put those duties ahead of many others, despite what his wishes might otherwise be. (Gain HP for being targeted when not the primary threat or when his duties demand he take actions for the good of the dimensions that may interfere with other goals in a thread.) Dhampir: Vampires want to kill or use him, and those who hunt vampires will still see him as an abomination. Fangs: He has them. They don't retract. It makes blending difficult. From the Future!: Jack knows the dangers of mucking with time, and while he'd like to go back to his time eventually, he'd rather it not be as a prisoner of the Time Keepers. The GM can say certain things "have to happen" and Jack will likely let them for the sake of the future. It Burns Like Hygiene!: Jack is very uncomfortable in direct sunlight. It causes him no real harm, and won't rob him of most of his powers, but he avoids it none the less. Parental Units: He has them. They will likely muck with his life, and their enemies will (of course) become his, one way or another. ABILITIES: 16 + 6 + 16 + 6 + 8 + 6 = 58PP Strength: 26 (+8) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 26 (+8) Intelligence: 16 (+3) Wisdom: 18 (+4) Charisma: 16 (+3 COMBAT: 16 + 12 = 28PP Initiative: +3 Attack: +8 Base, +12 Eldritch Blast, Mage Hand, Vampiric Touch Defense: +12 (+6 Base, +2 Dodge Focus, +4 Forcefield), +3 Flat-Footed Grapple: +16, +24 Mage Hand Knockback: -6/-4 (with/without forcefield) SAVING THROWS: 0 + 0 + 8 = 8PP Toughness: +12 (+8 Con, +4 Force Field) Fortitude: +8 (+8 Con, +0) Reflex: +3 (+3 Dex, +0) Will: +12 (+4 Wis, +8) SKILLS: 108R = 27PP Bluff 3 (+6, +10 w/ Attractive) Skill Mastery Concentration 6 (+10) Diplomacy 3 (+6, +10 w/ Attractive)Skill Mastery Gather Information 2 (+5) Intimidate 17 (+20)Skill Mastery Knowledge (Arcane Lore) 17 (+20)Skill Mastery Knowledge (Cosmology) 17 (+20)Skill Mastery Languages 7 (Ancient Egyptian, Atlantean, Cantonese, English [Native], Latin, Lemurian, Mandarin, Old Slavic) Notice 6 (+10)Skill Mastery Search 7 (+10) Sense Motive 6 (+10)Skill Mastery Stealth 17 (+20)Skill Mastery FEATS: 14PP Attractive Dodge Focus 2 Eidetic Memory Equipment 2 Hide In Plain Sight Luck 4 Ritualist Skill Mastery 2 (Bluff, Diplomacy, Intimidate, Knowledge [Arcane], Knowledge [Cosmology], Notice, Sense Motive, Stealth) Equipment: 10EP = 2PP The Unbound Oubliette (HQ) Size: Medium [1EP]; Toughness: 10 [1EP]; Features: Concealed, Isolated, Library, Living Space, Personnel, Power System, Sealed, Self-Repairing [8EP] - [Total 10EP] POWERS: 4 + 12 + 35 + 8 + 10 + 3 + 4 + 14 + 18 + 7 = 115PP Concealment 4 (No Reflection; All Visual Senses, Extras: Duration [Continuous], Flaws: Limited [Machines], Permanent) [4PP] (Vampiric) Immunity 12 (Child of The Void; Aging, Dimensional Effects, Life Support) [12PP] (Dimensional, Magic) Magic 15 (30PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 5) [35PP] (Magic) Base Power: Blast 12 (Eldritch Blast; Feats: Accurate 2, Affects insubstantial 2, Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) [30PP] (Magic, Variable) Alternate Power: Create Object 13 (Force Constructs; Feats: Affects Insubstantial 2, Selective, Tether) [30PP] Alternate Power: Damage 12 (Vampiric Touch; Extras: Alternate Save [Fortitude], Vampiric, Flaws: Action [Full], Feats: Accurate 2, Affects Insubstantial 2, Extended Reach 2 [15ft])[30PP] Alternate Power: Move Object 12 (Mage Hand; Feats: Accurate 2, Affects Insubstantial 2, Precise, Indirect 1) [30PP] Alternate Power: Super Movement 3 (Banish; Dimensional Movement 3; Extras: Attack +0, Attack 13 [to DC 16]{26}, Continuous, Alt Save Will +0; Flaws: Limited [non-prime natives to home dimension only], Distracting; Feats: Affects Insubstantial 1 ) [30/30AP] (magic, dimensional) {0 net PP} Alternate Power: Teleport 10 (Void Portal; 2,000 miles, Extras: Accurate +1, Dimensional +1, Portal +2; Flaws: Long Distance Only -1, Action (Standard to Open Portal) -2) [30PP] (Magic, Teleportation) Protection 4 (Force Field; Extras: duration(sustained) +0; Feats: Dodge Focus4) [8PP] (Magic) Regeneration 8 (Child of The Void; Recovery 2 [+10], Bruised 1 [1 Round], Injured 2 [5 minutes], Staggered 1 [20 Minutes], Disabled 1 [5 hours], Resurrection 1 [1 week], Feats: Persistent, Regrowth) [10PP] (Dhampir, Dimensional, Magic) Super Movement 1 (Return To The Void; Dimensional Movement 1 [The Void], Feats: Innate) [3PP] Super Senses 3 (Mage Sight; Magic Awareness [Visual], Analytical 1, Tracking 1 [Half Speed]; Feat: Dimensional) [4PP] Super Senses 14 (Watcher at the Gates: Dimensional Awareness [Mental], Acute 1, Accurate 2, Analytical 1, Radius 1, Ranged 1, Tracking 3 [All Out Move], extended 4 (100,000'/19 mile Increments) [14PP] (dimensional) Vampire Array 5 (Vampiric Power; 10PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 2, Dynamic Alternate Power 3) [18PP] (Vampiric) Base Effect: Drain Constitution 2 (Vampiric Bite; Extras: Linked [+0], Flaws: Requires Grapple, Feats: Insidious, Subtle 2) [4PP] linked Heal 2 (Extras: Linked [+0], Action [Standard]; Flaws: Limited [Self]; Feats: Persistent) [5PP] linked Emotion Control 1 (Euphoric Bite; Extras: No Save [+2], Linked [+1], Flaws: Range [Touch, -2], Limited [Euphoria], Requires Grapple) [1PP] Alternate Power: Flight 2 (25mph / 250ft per Move Action, Flaws: Limited [Night], Feats: Subtle, Drawbacks: Low Ceiling [30ft], No Swimming) [3PP] linked Insubstantial 2 (Gas, Flaws: Limited [Night], Drawbacks: Can't Speak or Gesture) [7PP] Alternate Power: Emotion Control 10 (Vampiric Mesmerism; Flaws: Sense Dependant [Visual; eye contact]) [10PP] Dynamic Alternate Power: Quickness 10 (Vampiric Speed) [10PP] Dynamic Alternate Power: Speed 10 (Vampiric Speed) [10PP] Dynamic Alternate Power: Super Strength 5 (Vampiric might) [10PP] Variable Power 1 (5PP any one power at a time; cantrips; Extras: Action 2 [Free]) [7PP] (magic) Drawbacks: 0PP [None] DC Block: ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC23 Toughness Damage Force Constructs Ranged DC22 Reflex Trapped DC27 Toughness Damage Eldritch Blast Ranged DC27 Toughness Damage Vampiric Bite Touch DC12 Fortitude Drain Constitution No Save Euphoria Vampiric Touch Touch [10'] DC27 Fortitude Damage Vampiric Mesmerism Perception DC20 Will Emotion Control TOTALS Abilities (58) + Combat (28) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (27) + Feats (14) + Powers (115) - Drawbacks (0) = 250/250 Power Points