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August 2018 The invasion was over - and Freedom City was rebuilding. With her husband occupied with the rebuilding process, Nina al-Darsah Lucas was taking a rare opportunity to get out of the house with her son and walk the streets of Freedom City. Close to a year old now, Amir Richard Lucas was dressed in a striped blue and white onesie that matched his mother's headscarf - which he seemed to recognize from his eagerness to rid her of that garment. "Amir!" she taunted him in playful Arabic as they walked fearlessly along the short pleasure boat dock extending out into the river. They were close by the Pramas Bridge, but for the moment Nina's eyes were all on her baby. "That is Mother's! Do not take from your mother!" She caught the baby's hand and he laughed, and she laughed too. He'd risen early that morning, but so had she, heading out together through the city with nothing but the clothes on their backs and the money in her pocket. "Come on, it's swimming time," she told him as she picked her big boy up in her arms and stepped off the dock; the two of them falling together into the river and not coming up. From his position on the pedestrian pathway on the bridge, Tempest had seen the mother and baby fall into the water without a sound - but it didn't look like anyone else had. This early in the morning, with most of Freedom's heroes and first responders still doing cleanup, if he didn't take action, no one else would.

Tempest Power Level: 10 (150/154PP) Unspent Power Points: 4 Trade-Offs: None In Brief: Amnesiac telekinetic seeking to protect others from the tragedies that have occurred to him. Catchphrase: “Storm’s Rising…” Alternate Identity: Zechariah Israel Davidyan Birthplace: Bar Harbor, Maine Residence: Freedom City Base of Operations: The West End Occupation: Substitute Teacher, Self-Employed consultant Affiliations: Family Lior Davidyan (mother, missing), Isaac Davidyan (father, missing), Samuel Lee (honorary uncle, former teacher), Andrea Lee (honorary aunt, former teacher), Matthew Fan-Lee (honorary brother), Naomi Fan-Lee (ex-girlfriend, sort of) Description: Age: 23 (DoB: July 5th, 1995) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Jewish and East Asian Height: 5’11” Weight: 152 lb. Eyes: Hazel Hair: Black Tempest, outside of his costume, is an average looking young man, with short black hair on his head and hazel eyes of East Asian cast. He keeps his face clean-shaven, and his expression is often thoughtful. He wears simple clothing – mostly of solid colors rather than anything with words on it, favoring blues and purples. His costume is fairly basic, being a black bodysuit with silver lining along the edges. It includes a hood and a simple black cloth wrapped about his lower face to conceal his identity. History: Born twenty-three years ago as Zechariah Davidyan in Bar Harbor, Maine, the hero known as Tempest has suffered much in his lifetime. His parents, Isaac and Lior Davidyan were both American Jews, though Lior was biologically from China, having been born there and adopted by American Jewish parents. Zechariah, or Zack, was a thoughtful and intelligent child whose early years were mostly serene, though the occasional news of enormous battles between superheroes and supervillains did reach him, he never really expected to do more than hear about them. This changed, however, when his powers first manifested themselves at the age of ten. One day, during elementary school, a bully threw something at him, and he caught it with his mind, only to launch it back and break the boy’s nose. His parents, very concerned with their boy’s behavior and sudden display of telekinetic power reached out to old family friends – the Lee family, based in Salem, Massachusetts, where they ran a small school studying superpowered individuals without the expectation that they would become heroes. The Lees’ own son, Joshua, had the ability to cause objects and sometimes beings to explode, and they were in desperate need of someone else his age who could match him. Thus, Zack was sent to the Lighthouse on the Cliff, their school, where he met their son, Josh, and became incredibly close friends with him, as well as their adopted children, Matt – who was two years older than himself and Josh – and Naomi, who was of an age with himself and Josh – Fan-Lee. Matthew was a telepath, a psychic of great power, whilst Naomi had both superhuman strength and durability, as well as the ability to totally control her own body. Zack found himself in awe of Matt, and impressed with Naomi, as all four of them learned to control their powers. Even at this time, though, Zack had no intention of donning a costume and fighting crime – only Josh, of the four students of the Lighthouse, had any intention of doing so, and even his parents discouraged him. By the time they were sixteen, Naomi and Zack had become increasingly attracted to one another, and Josh became invested in seeing the two get together, arranging private meetings and dates between them with a deft finesse that impressed even Matt, who had intended to do the same. It was when they turned seventeen that everything changed. Scientists of some organization that they never learned the name of abducted Josh, Zack, and Andrea Lee, Josh’s mother, as well as Zack’s parents. They kept the parents under lockdown, performing experiments to see what sort of talents their children could have, and how they could use those genetic signifiers to enrich themselves and complete their employers’ nefarious ends. Zack himself was tormented, experimented upon, and forced to watch as the same was done to his best friend. For weeks, they were kept in this laboratory-prison, their minds and bodies growing scarred under the scientists’ tender mercies. Josh weakened, his will collapsing, and died in an explosion he himself caused as part of an experiment, taking with him a couple of the scientists. Alas, rescue was nearly at hand – Matt, Naomi, and Samuel Lee were on their way, but seeing Josh die broke something in Zack, who went berserk, his telekinetic attacks slaughtering the scientists in the facility as he stalked through the bloody corridors, hunting them down in a frenzy of rage and impotent sorrow. Naturally, Matt chose this time to show up, and saw his death coming closer as Zack whirled on him. In a desperate move that would traumatize him for decades, Matt mind-blasted Zack into submission, preventing him from harming anyone else like he had done the scientists, but also permanently damaging his memories and ability to make memories. Zack forgot much, including Naomi and many memories of his childhood. He fled the scene, dashing into the wilderness. Zack spent years trying to find a new life that he could settle into, but every time he was nearly content, he would find himself in a situation and not recall how he got there, and it would sour him considerably towards the whole affair. He was haunted by nightmares of the lab, and crossed state boundaries frequently. In 2017, when he was twenty-two, Zack found himself in Freedom City, where on his first day there he was accosted by thugs looking to prey on the weak. This solidified his resolve - if others were suffering as he had, he would become the thing that his best friend had wanted so badly to be - a hero. Taking on the name Tempest, Zack began to perform his heroic deeds in protecting others. Personality & Motivation: Tempest fights crime and protects others because he never wants to see another person have to go through what he did. He is solemn and thoughtful, but his memory issues often lead him into far more trouble than he would rather be in. Powers & Tactics: Tempest is capable of moving heavy objects with his mind, as well as erecting barriers to deflect most physical attacks. He can use his telekinesis quite precisely, knocking off hoods or unstitching clothing without catching the skin beneath. He often focuses on binding his targets and trying to talk them down, but is more than willing to bludgeon them with either telekinetic force or other nearby objects should that fail. He can cut things using his telekinesis, but does not do so very often for reasons that he isn't entirely clear on - it just gives him unpleasant flashbacks... Further, he can feel the physical shape of the areas around him, at approximately 15' range. He does so by "pulsing" his telekinesis across that area in a 360° sphere around him, feeling where there is the faintest resistance in that vicinity. Power Descriptions: In general, Tempest's powers are invisible to the human eye - only their results are obvious. Complications: Motivation – Protection: Tempest wants to make sure no one ever is hurt like he has been. No one deserves to lose parents, best friend, ability to remember, and more. He is deeply devoted to ensuring others are safe. Flashbacks: Sometimes, Tempest experiences traumatic flashbacks to his time in the prison-lab of the scientists, which distresses him greatly, crippling him emotionally and preventing him from acting in a rational manner until they end. Memory Issues: Tempest forgets many details about his past, and sometimes cannot create new memories at all. He occasionally finds himself in a place doing something, despite the fact that he has no idea where he is or why he’s doing what he’s doing. It is a most unnerving experience. Sometimes people from his past may show up without him recalling them, which of course causes more trouble. Abilities: 0 + 2 + 4 + 8 + 12 + 6 = 32PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 12 (+1) Constitution: 14 (+2) Intelligence: 18 (+4) Wisdom: 22 (+6) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 8 + 10 = 18PP Initiative: +1 Attack: +4 Defense: +6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +4/+20 w/Telekinesis Knockback: -7/-1 Saving Throws: 3 + 4 + 5 = 12PP Toughness: +14/+2 (+2 Con, +12 Force Field) Fortitude: +5 (+2 Con, +3) Reflex: +5 (+1 Dex, +4) Will: +11 (+6 Wis, +5) Skills: 48R = 12PP Concentration 12 (+18) Diplomacy 11 (+14)Skill Mastery Knowledge (History) 4 (+8)Skill Mastery Notice 10 (+16)Skill Mastery Sense Motive 10 (+16)Skill Mastery Languages 1 (Hebrew, English [Native]) Feats: 8PP Assessment Dodge Focus Luck 3 Second Chance (Concentration checks to maintain powers) Skill Mastery (Diplomacy, Knowledge (History), Notice, Sense Motive) Trance Powers: 4 + 23 + 8 + 34 = 69PP Descriptors: All Mutant Super Senses 4 (Extended(Mental), Ranged(Mental), Radius (Mental)) [4PP] (Telekinesis Pulse) Force Field 12 (Extra: Impervious 10, Feats: Ultimate Save (Tough) ) [23PP] Flight 4 (100 MPH / 1000' per Move Action) [8PP] Telekinesis 16.5 (33PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 1) [34PP] BE: Move Object 10 (Telekinesis; Strength 50, Heavy Load 12 tons; Extra: Range [Perception]; Feats: Precise, Subtle, Split Attack) {33/33} AP: Blast 10 (Telekinesis; Extra: Range [Perception]; Precise, Split Attack, Subtle]) {33/33} Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 16 Toughness Damage [Physical] Blast Perception DC 25 Toughness Damage [Energy] Move Object Perception +20 Grapple Pinned/Bound Totals: Abilities (32) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (11) + Feats (8) + Powers (69) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/154 Power Points

Tempest Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: None In Brief: Amnesiac telekinetic seeking to protect others from the tragedies that have occurred to him. Catchphrase: “Storm’s Rising…” Alternate Identity: Zechariah Israel Davidyan Birthplace: Bar Harbor, Maine Residence: Freedom City Base of Operations: The West End Occupation: Substitute Teacher, Self-Employed consultant Affiliations: Family Lior Davidyan (mother, missing), Isaac Davidyan (father, missing), Samuel Lee (honorary uncle, former teacher), Andrea Lee (honorary aunt, former teacher), Matthew Fan-Lee (honorary brother), Naomi Fan-Lee (ex-girlfriend, sort of) Description: Age: 23 (DoB: July 5th, 1995) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Jewish and East Asian Height: 5’11” Weight: 152 lb. Eyes: Hazel Hair: Black Tempest, outside of his costume, is an average looking young man, with short black hair on his head and hazel eyes of East Asian cast. He keeps his face clean-shaven, and his expression is often thoughtful. He wears simple clothing – mostly of solid colors rather than anything with words on it, favoring blues and purples. His costume is fairly basic, being a black bodysuit with silver lining along the edges. It includes a hood and a simple black cloth wrapped about his lower face to conceal his identity. History: Born twenty-three years ago as Zechariah Davidyan in Bar Harbor, Maine, the hero known as Tempest has suffered much in his lifetime. His parents, Isaac and Lior Davidyan were both American Jews, though Lior was biologically from China, having been born there and adopted by American Jewish parents. Zechariah, or Zack, was a thoughtful and intelligent child whose early years were mostly serene, though the occasional news of enormous battles between superheroes and supervillains did reach him, he never really expected to do more than hear about them. This changed, however, when his powers first manifested themselves at the age of ten. One day, during elementary school, a bully threw something at him, and he caught it with his mind, only to launch it back and break the boy’s nose. His parents, very concerned with their boy’s behavior and sudden display of telekinetic power reached out to old family friends – the Lee family, based in Salem, Massachusetts, where they ran a small school studying superpowered individuals without the expectation that they would become heroes. The Lees’ own son, Joshua, had the ability to cause objects and sometimes beings to explode, and they were in desperate need of someone else his age who could match him. Thus, Zack was sent to the Lighthouse on the Cliff, their school, where he met their son, Josh, and became incredibly close friends with him, as well as their adopted children, Matt – who was two years older than himself and Josh – and Naomi, who was of an age with himself and Josh – Fan-Lee. Matthew was a telepath, a psychic of great power, whilst Naomi had both superhuman strength and durability, as well as the ability to totally control her own body. Zack found himself in awe of Matt, and impressed with Naomi, as all four of them learned to control their powers. Even at this time, though, Zack had no intention of donning a costume and fighting crime – only Josh, of the four students of the Lighthouse, had any intention of doing so, and even his parents discouraged him. By the time they were sixteen, Naomi and Zack had become increasingly attracted to one another, and Josh became invested in seeing the two get together, arranging private meetings and dates between them with a deft finesse that impressed even Matt, who had intended to do the same. It was when they turned seventeen that everything changed. Scientists of some shadowy organization abducted Josh, Zack, and Andrea Lee, Josh’s mother, as well as Zack’s parents. They kept the parents under lockdown, performing experiments to see what sort of talents their children could have, and how they could use those genetic signifiers to enrich themselves and complete their employers’ nefarious ends. Zack himself was tormented, experimented upon, and forced to watch as the same was done to his best friend. For weeks, they were kept in this laboratory-prison, their minds and bodies growing scarred under the scientists’ tender mercies. Josh weakened, his will collapsing, and died in an explosion he himself caused as part of an experiment, taking with him a couple of the scientists. Alas, rescue was nearly at hand – Matt, Naomi, and Samuel Lee were on their way, but seeing Josh die broke something in Zack, who went berserk, his telekinetic attacks slaughtering the scientists in the facility as he stalked through the bloody corridors, hunting them down in a frenzy of rage and impotent sorrow. Naturally, Matt chose this time to show up, and saw his death coming closer as Zack whirled on him. In a desperate move that would traumatize him for decades, Matt mind-blasted Zack into submission, preventing him from harming anyone else like he had done the scientists, but also permanently damaging his memories and ability to make memories. Zack forgot much, including Naomi and many memories of his childhood. He fled the scene, dashing into the wilderness. Zack spent years trying to find a new life that he could settle into, but every time he was nearly content, he would find himself in a situation and not recall how he got there, and it would sour him considerably towards the whole affair. He was haunted by nightmares of the lab, and crossed state boundaries frequently. In 2017, when he was twenty-two, Zack found himself in Freedom City, where on his first day there he was accosted by thugs looking to prey on the weak. This solidified his resolve - if others were suffering as he had, he would become the thing that his best friend had wanted so badly to be - a hero. Taking on the name Tempest, Zack began to perform his heroic deeds in protecting others. Personality & Motivation: Tempest fights crime and protects others because he never wants to see another person have to go through what he did. He is solemn and thoughtful, but his memory issues often lead him into far more trouble than he would rather be in. Powers & Tactics: Tempest is capable of moving heavy objects with his mind, as well as erecting barriers to deflect most physical attacks. He can use his telekinesis quite precisely, knocking off hoods or unstitching clothing without catching the skin beneath. He often focuses on binding his targets and trying to talk them down, but is more than willing to bludgeon them with either telekinetic force or other nearby objects should that fail. He can cut things using his telekinesis, but does not do so very often for reasons that he isn't entirely clear on - it just gives him unpleasant flashbacks... Further, he can feel the physical shape of the areas around him, at approximately 15' range. He does so by "pulsing" his telekinesis across that area in a 360° sphere around him, feeling where there is the faintest resistance in that vicinity. Power Descriptions: In general, Tempest's powers are invisible to the human eye - only their results are obvious. Complications: Motivation – Protection: Tempest wants to make sure no one ever is hurt like he has been. No one deserves to lose parents, best friend, ability to remember, and more. He is deeply devoted to ensuring others are safe. Flashbacks: Sometimes, Tempest experiences traumatic flashbacks to his time in the prison-lab of the scientists, which distresses him greatly, crippling him emotionally and preventing him from acting in a rational manner until they end. Memory Issues: Tempest forgets many details about his past, and sometimes cannot create new memories at all. He occasionally finds himself in a place doing something, despite the fact that he has no idea where he is or why he’s doing what he’s doing. It is a most unnerving experience. Sometimes people from his past may show up without him recalling them, which of course causes more trouble. Abilities: 0 + 2 + 4 + 8 + 10 + 6 = 30PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 12 (+1) Constitution: 14 (+2) Intelligence: 18 (+4) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 8 + 10 = 18PP Initiative: +1 Attack: +4 Defense: +6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +4/+20 w/Telekinesis Knockback: -7/-1 Saving Throws: 5 + 3 + 4 + 5 = 13PP Toughness: +19/+7 (+2 Con, +12 Force Field, +5) Fortitude: +5 (+2 Con, +3) Reflex: +5 (+1 Dex, +4) Will: +10 (+5 Wis,, +5) Skills: 44R = 11PP Concentration 12 (+17) Diplomacy 7 (+10)Skill Mastery Knowledge (History) 4 (+8)Skill Mastery Notice 10 (+15)Skill Mastery Sense Motive 10 (+15)Skill Mastery Languages 1 (Hebrew, English [Native]) Feats: 6PP Dodge Focus Luck 2 Second Chance (Concentration checks to maintain powers) Skill Mastery (Diplomacy, Knowledge (History), Notice, Sense Motive) Trance Powers: 4 + 25 + 6 + 33 = 68PP Descriptors: All Mutant Super Senses 4 (Extended(Mental), Ranged(Mental), Radius (Mental)) [4PP] (Telekinesis Pulse) Force Field 12 (Extra: Impervious 12, Feats: Ultimate Save (Tough) ) [25PP] Flight 3 (50 MPH / 500' per Move Action) [6PP] Telekinesis 16 (32PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 1) [33PP] BE: Move Object 10 (Telekinesis; Strength 50, Heavy Load 12 tons; Extra: Range [Perception]; Feats: Precise, Subtle) {32/32} AP: Blast 10 (Telekinesis; Extra: Range [Perception]; Flaw: Action [Full]; Feats: Knockback 9 [Total 19], Precise, Split Attack, Subtle]) {32/32) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 16 Toughness Damage [Physical] Blast Perception DC 25 Toughness Damage [Energy] Move Object Perception +20 Grapple Pinned/Bound Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (11) + Feats (6) + Powers (68) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/150 Power Points

The OOC for thread, where Tempest and Wave-Eye get into some trouble down by the docks.

OOC for >this topic

Thursday November 14th, 5:00 P.M. A few miles offshore from the dockside. The hustle and bustle of the dockyard was in full display. Despite the large number of scheduled deliveries in and out of the city not a single shipment had been late yet. It was clear example of how efficient the Waterfront could be when all the cogs were in working order. With the day winding down many a sailor was looking forward to finishing up and heading home. And if it wasn't for the freak storm that came out of nowhere they might have gotten a chance to do just that. The sky over the water began to darken to an unnatural degree. The wind violently raging pushing waves to crash against the shore. The sound of thunder echoed overheard with the stray bolt of lightning coming down to emphasize how dangerous the situation was. A maelstrom forming from beneath as if to match the typhoon. And caught in the middle of this catastrophe? Two freighters each incapable of doing anything to combat against the raging storm. The crewmembers unfortunate enough to be in attendance could only watch on in horror as the disaster began to unfold. All the while a shrill cackle could be heard in the wind itself. To the keen observer the storm seemed completely self contained with the not even a speck of the violent gust reaching the shore.

Freedom City Waterfront November 12, 2013; 6:15 PM The clouds that had hung over Freedom City all day were still very much in place as evening fell. The temperature was hovering just a bit above freezing, but the wind chill certainly made it feel as if it was colder. Fulmen Fairison had just spent the last half hour fighting his way through Freedom City's rush hour traffic to deliver a set of ice sculptures he had made in one of the part-time jobs he was involved with to help pay his bills. Some corporation was having some event at their Waterfront research lab and somehow Fulmen had ended up having to make the deliver as the normal driver was sick. Fulmen spotted his destination up ahead, a sleek three story building built on one of the piers along Freedom City's Waterfront. The company's logo was visible in one of the upper corners, a large star with its name written across, "PanStar." As he drew closer, Fulmen realized that the building was fenced off, and he had to pass through a gate, at which a pair of men in dark red uniforms stood waiting and checking vehicles. Getting into the small line behind a florist, Fulmen saw the armed guards check the driver's deliver order and then take a look in the back of the van. Once they were satisfied everything was in order, they waived the vehicle through and the gate opened, closing again behind the florist's delivery van as Fulmen pulled up. A stern looking man that looked like he might have once played football stepped up and shined a flashlight in Fulmen's face. "Can I see your delivery papers. Please." There was a distinct pause before the ""please," the word itself stated in a rather terse and businesslike manner.

Out of character thread for thread. Tempest battles the forces of the Green Man! Can the unrelenting storm defeat the unyielding oak? And on his first day?

GM 10.50 AM, November 4th, 2013, 4500 Swan Drive, Ashton The Parson's Elementary School construction site was positioned on a small hill, just on the edges of Freedom City. To the north and west and mere yards away, the Wharton State forest loomed in a mass of reddening or yellowed oaks and ashes disrupted by the odd sentinel green pine. This site had been chosen, and the architecture modified after exhaustively-precise surveys, to present as little disruption to the beloved and vast national wood as possible. The concrete foundation had set by now, and the two-story frame was already getting into spindly wooden shape. Sounds of hammering and the sight of workers carrying boards and lengths of metal into place gave the scene an oddly old-fashioned quality despite the nearby yellow construction equipment. Jasom Ballard, head foreman of the local DeCosta Construction team, nodded shortly to Arnold Felt, the main foreman who had been overseeing the work in his absence, as he walked briskly up the hill to get a view of how things were going. "Any trouble, Arnie?" he asked hopefully. "None Mr. Ballard! Everything's been quiet this last week." Arnold smiled in relief. Everyone on the crew had heard the rumors, and it had taken a little bit of talking to keep people on schedule instead of leaving when the shadows started to deepen. Jason clapped him on the shoulder a few times and nodded in silent thanks and trudged on, all but running up the ladder onto the second floor framework to check out an iffy-looking bit of scaffolding. Everything was going well in the crisp morning light, until one of the amber-covered trees at the forest's border got up, cascading loose rock and soil in an explosion of dust, and started walking towards the school with heavy, slow strides on each formidable taproot that sent a faint tremor through the ground. At first the rest of the dimming trees were still. Then another, and another rose in a shower of dust and rock and joined the growing vegetable procession marching impassively onwards and churning up the ground as they went like a dark wave. The first had gotten the attention of the workers, who watched in growing horror as it approached and was joined by rustling, creaking cohorts. The rest sent them into a very soft and orderly panicking retreat. "Mr. Ballard? I think we should...um...go. And possibly take the digging equipment. Don't want to get them smashed." offered a nearby worker, edging away towards the ladder and trying to tug Jason along with her. The foreman shook himself abruptly from the shock of seeing walking trees, and said with quiet earnestness "Yeah, good plan. And we need to call for help!"