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GM February 25th, 2020, 10:00 AM Claremont Academy, Sub-Level Four, Combat Simulator "Alright, listen up. I know that you got some experience from your old school, O'Brian, so you've been chosen to help show Winters the ropes, but no funny business. Got it?" A tall man with brown hair and a crew cut was barking orders at the two students in the Combat Simulator. The gym teacher, Mr. Travis Armstrong, was barking orders with the best of them. He had also made it clear on multiple occasions that he was watching Max, not entirely confident in her change of heart and her shifting from her old school. Still, he had told her that this was him showing her some trust by letting her take part in this exercise. The teacher stood behind the safety glass in t control booth, a confident smile on his lips as he looked down on the currently bare room. "With that out of the way, let's start with a warm up." His fingers danced over the keyboard and controls, gettingeverything ready. The entire area around them changed, blinking for a second, then the pair found themselves standing in the middle of a random city. It didn't seem to correspond to anywhere in Freedom City in particular, more a mish mash of parts. They were alone, no cars, no people. Not until a group of four masked men with guns appeared before them. "Alright, go get 'em!"

OOC for this. @Darksider42, @Wyverntamer Give me an IC opening, then let's start with an Initiative roll from each of you

OOC for this. @Grumblefloof, @Darksider42

GM Millennium Mall, Midtown, Freedom City 5:30 PM, November 15th, 2019 A rainy Friday afternoon, and Millennium Mall was packed as usual. There was a certain feeling in the air. Everyone was moving around in groups, even tighter than usual. Even through laughter and crying children, everyone hurried between the shops and stuck together, casting nervous glances about. During the last month, five people had gone missing, all disappearing within the vicinity of the mall during the evening. Everyone was hurrying to get home before it was too late. No one wanted to stick around, deals or not deals. That kidnappers had made no demands, and had not been seen. All that was found on the scene after a disappearance was a single silver ball, small enough to fit in a hand. And on this particular evening, several visitors to the mall would be finding similar balls all over the mall.

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

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

Spectre Power Level: 10 (150/155PP) Unspent Power Points: 5 Trade-Offs: +1 Attack / -1 Damage ±2 Defense / -2 Toughness In Brief: Teleporting Teen Villain turned Hero. Catchphrase: “Boo’ Theme: Adios - KMFDM Alternate Identities: Maxine “Max” O'Brian, Nightshade Birthplace: Trenton, NJ Residence: Claremont Occupation: Student/Troublemaker Affiliations: Claremont Academy Family: Eliza O’Brian (Mother) Andrew O’Brian (Father, missing) Description: Age: 16 (June 13th, 2003) Gender: Female Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5’7 Weight: 125lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Blue (Naturally Blond) Maxine is a young woman with pale skin. Her hair is wavy, chin length mass of light blue hair dye that is starting to show her blond roots. Her emerald green eyes are usually framed with eyeliner and just a little too much eye shadow. She has an eyebrow piercing and one in her tongue along with several in both her ears. Max’s fashion sense leans towards what she calls ‘budget goth’. T-shirts, jeans, skirts. Whatever she can get her hands on that is some shade of black. Usually with a beaten pair of sneakers or doc martins. As Spectre she dons a sleeveless black and Cyan bodysuit with a matching hooded jacket with a stylised S on the back, paired with black gloves and a domino mask. History: Born in Trenton, New Jersey, Max's father was an engineer at a tech company while her mother was a middle manager at the same company he worked at. Andrew O’Brian vanished unexpected when she was 5 years old and Eliza slowly became consumed in her work as time stretched on and no one found Max’s father. Max was either left with babysitters and eventually on her own most of the time once she got older. It did not take much for her to fall in the wrong crowd and get into trouble. Skipping school and shoplifting were just a few of the things she did back then. Her mother did attempt to ground her, but as Eliza climbed the corporate ladder, it got harder to enforce it and Max always found a way to escape and do whatever she wanted. One night out on the town changed things for her. Max was nearly run over by a speeding car on her way back home. She closed her eyes and the car crashed. She was completely untouched and covered in a strange blue haze that made her look transparent. It took Max a while to experiment with her powers and find out what she could do with them. Lacking any real impulse to grab tights and fight crime, she mostly used her powers to make her escape when someone caught her doing something she was not supposed to or mess with the rich executives of the city she felt deserved it. Her rounds of petty crime did not go unnoticed and soon she found herself targeted by Shadow Academy recruiters who wasted no time buttering her up with all sorts of promises of wealth, power and more ways she could harness her powers. Not really knowing any better, she found herself agreeing to his proposal and soon found herself taken to the Shadow Academy in Freedom City under the name Nightshade. Things went great for her. At least at first. She was a fast learner when it came to tasks related to larceny and infiltration and her growing skills with her powers were enough to get into Beta group, just a step below the prestigious Alpha group. It was all exciting to her and the thrill of some of the ‘field trips’ brought a smile to her face. As the weeks went by however, Max’s attitude towards the Academy started to change. Field assignments with her team mates showed her they were barely contained psychopaths, the lessons were drifting towards more questionable subjects such as bomb making and the growing paranoid feeling half the school was plotting against her. Maxine was starting to get the feeling joining was a terrible idea. Then she discovered her teachers wanted to turn her into an assassin. The idea of murder revolted her on a fundamental level. The second she had the chance, she packed her things and teleported out of the facility and started to look for a place to lay low for a while. That plan did not work how she envisioned however. Unbeknown to her, she had a tracking device on her person and pretty soon her old team mates were hot on her trail. They seemed to follow her everywhere across the country. She eventually teleported back to Freedom City, hoping that maybe the superheroes she was trying to avoid might help. Max had a chance encounter with Corona, who helped her fend off group Beta before discovering how they were tracking her. Unfortunately, it did not stop the cops arriving who identified her and arrested her. After that it was a confusing whirlwind of legal matters and what to do with her. Max cooperating with the authorities and cutting a deal to provide everything she knew about the Shadow Academy was enough for her to avoid Juvie. Instead she found herself on probation and in a rehabilitation program organised by the Claremont Academy. She also found herself a ward of the state. Maxine’s mother had not reported her missing the whole time she was gone. She did everything to keep her shock and disappointment hidden from that news. Max is now stuck at a new school, with a new superpowered identity and the feeling she has nowhere left to run to. Personality & Motivation: Recent events in her life have left Max sullen and miserable. She is dealing with the guilt of being associated with terrible people, trapped alone in another school full of super powered students that do not trust her and part of her is wondering when the authorities will stop playing games with her and just toss her into some cell for the rest of her life. Max buries herself in her hobbies of books, heavy music, Improvised sky diving (Teleporting high into the air and letting herself fall) As Spectre though, she feels almost like her old self. She finds genuine excitement teleporting and weaving through danger, taunting villains and ruining their day. It is different from the crimes she pulled as Nightshade, but with all the turmoil in her life it feels like a genuine escape from everything that has gone wrong in her life. Powers & Tactics: Max usually acts as support, happily distracting, taunting or causing enough havoc with whoever she is facing so whatever team she is with can take advantage. Her teleporting and phasing powers help keep her out of danger while doing this, leading her to take dangerous risks. Power Descriptions: Spectre’s powers are derived from her Metagene that allows her to manipulate her position in space as she sees fit. It allows her to do things such as teleport across vast distances in the blink of an eye (Though she is not fully aware how far she can actually teleport) to phasing through solid matter. She can even partially phase through humans and machinery, causing pain or damage electrical systems, though she does not know how to do both of these at the same time. Her body is surrounded by a light blue ethereal haze while phasing that makes her look transparent and teleporting leaves a lingering ghostly after image of herself that vanishes after a few seconds. Complications: Enemies: The Shadow Academy and her old team want her dead for leaving. History: Max wants to keep her past as Nightshade out of the public eye as much as she can. Probation: If Spectre violates her probation (Caught committing crimes, Willingly leaving the City) there is a real possibility she could go to jail. Reputation: Not everyone is convinced of Spectre's turn from villainy. Abilities: 2 + 10 + 8 + 2 + 4 + 4 = 30PP Strength: 12 (+1) Dexterity: 20 (+5) Constitution: 18 (+4) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Initiative: +13 Attack: +4 Base, +7 Melee, +11 Phase Strike Defense: +12 (+4 Base, +8 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +12 Knockback: -4 Saving Throws: 3 + 5 + 6 = 14PP Toughness: +8 (+4 Con, +4 Defense Roll) Fortitude: +7 (+4 Con, +3) Reflex: +10 (+5 Dex, +5) Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 64R = 16PP Acrobatics 4 (+9) Bluff 8 (+10) Craft: Chemicals 4 (+5) Disable Device 12 (+13) Knowledge: Physical Sciences 4 (+5) Knowledge: Streetwise 4 (+5) Notice 4 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Sleight of Hand 8 (+13) Stealth 12 (+17) Feats: 23PP Attack Focus: Melee 3 Beginners Luck Defense Roll 2 Dodge Focus 8 Eidetic Memory Evasion Grapple Finesse Improved Initiative 2 Instant-Up Redirect Set Up Taunt Powers: 30 + 21 = 51PP Powers have the mutation and Dimensional descriptors Teleport 9 (900 Feet/20,000 Miles. Extras: Accurate. Power Feats: Change Direction, Change Velocity, Turnabout) [30PP] Quantum Jump Dimensional Phantasm Array (1 Alternate Power) [21PP] Base Power: Strike 9 (Extras: Penetrating 9, Power Feats: Accurate 2) [20PP] Phase Touch AP: Insubstantial 4 (Incorporeal) [20/20PP] Phantasmal Form DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 16 Toughness Damage Phase Touch Touch DC 24 Toughness Damage Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (14) + Skills (16) + Feats (23) + Powers (51) = 150/155 Power Points