"So what are we going to do about your clone?" Riley asked me. We'd allowed the Travelers to visit Noelle once Riley was satisfied with the operation. Her debuff list was looking much better.
[Noelle Meinhardt
Duplication/Balance/Optimize
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: The Travelers
Origin: ?
Noelle can create clones of people or animals she touches. The clones lack the original's memories, but possess any abilities or powers they might have had. The number of clones she can make is limited only by the amount of biological mass she has absorbed. She can only clone the last person she has touched.
Debuffs:
Memory Removal
Anorexia - Severe
Hungry x 2
Suicidal - suppressed
Simurgh Bomb]
More importantly, she'd lost the 'damaged' tag on her Shard and her power seemed easier to control. Oliver was also doing better. In fact, he had not only gained the ability to control his shapeshifting, but also the ability to form duplicates of himself.
"Kevin!" Riley stamped her foot. "Your clone!"
I took my hat off and rubbed my head. My arm had regrown during the rest of the surgery. "I don't know. I mean, if it's under Noelle's control then won't it come back for her eventually?"
"And if it's not?"
"Well, Noelle's original bio said they hate their originals and seek to kill them... perhaps I'm just too nice of guy?" Ouch. The look Riley gave me would've killed a weaker man. I didn't need the notification that she was upset. The wide stance with her hands on her hips came through just fine, even without seeing her face. "In all seriousness, I think Gamer's Mind might have prevented Noelle from controlling it, and also reduced any hatred of me to a mild dislike?"
Riley tilted her head. She was still concealed from head to toe, and it made her body language harder to read. "I suppose. With a relatively clear head it might've known the surgery was for Noelle's best. I'm still worried though."
"I'll put up some teleport-proof walls around our motel room when we're inside. That way we shouldn't be able to be surprised." I paused. "He might be able to teleport outside his line of sight, but my summons should still block him."
Eventually Riley nodded. She then turned to a monitor. "I think Noelle is about to wake up."
"Alright. Since the surgery is done and Noelle is far less deadly, I think I can drop the anti-Simurgh shields." Riley tilted her head. I held my hands up. "They're a huge drain with how many I'm keeping up. If I had to fight an evil clone I'd be at a disadvantage."
"Eh, you could just drop them then if it came to that." Riley rolled her eyes. I couldn't see her face, but I just knew she'd rolled her eyes just then. Probably. "Go ahead. It's past my bedtime so we won't be staying here much longer."
I cut the walls off, and then stopped trying to maintain my meditative state. I'm pretty sure that even walking around half in it is causing me too much of a distraction. I really wanted to get back and try out my new trait. Having a good clone to help me out when I encountered my potentially evil one would be a lifesaver.
Still, it was important for the Travelers to get a chance to unwind. Even if they hadn't briefly fought Noelle's lower half and gotten a clone made, it still was a stressful time. "We'll wait to leave until the Travelers are ready. If that's okay with you."
*You gain +1 Cha
"That's fine." Riley stiffed a yawn. "I'm still good."
Poor kid, she really did great today. I stopped and scooped her up in a bear hug. "You were amazing Riley. I just wanted to let you know that."
* +10 reputation with Riley.
She giggled as I spun her around before gently lowering her to the ground.
**Riley is happy.
I had my clone lead us to the operating room. It was a lot easier to have 'Tex' be the clone. As hired muscle he didn't need to really react much. I hoped Multiplayer would fix that, but now wasn't the best time to test it. The door swung open and we were bombarded with laughter. The Travelers were beside Noelle's bed. All of them had their masks off, and wore large genuine smiles. Even Cody. I didn't need the notifications that popped up to clue me in. Surprisingly, there was one from each of them. I'm now pretty confident that Orator and Charisma allow for them, with an increase in Charisma increasing the sensitivity.
"Pixel!" Noelle yelled from the bed in the center of the room. "Bit! You did it! You really did it!"
* +1,000 reputation with Noelle
* +1,000 reputation with The Travelers
* The Travelers now consider you an ally.
Damn. That was the biggest single increase I've seen yet. I wonder if Noelle's reputation was double dipping with the Travelers? I didn't have a quest to track it, and it didn't show up on their bios.
"I'm glad to see you're doing well Noelle." I had my clone speak. "I think congratulations are in order Bit."
**Riley is excited.
Even through her outfit, I noticed her bristling. I assumed it was due to her wanting to explain her work.
Kevin ► Go ahead, let them know just how you managed to pull this off.
Riley ► Sure!
"Yes, this was an interesting case. I had to effectively fool your Shard into thinking that it was part of a multi-trigger." Riley started lecturing. "You see, it had already determined what powers to give you, so the connection needed to be tweaked in such a way that it still recognized you as its host, yet different enough so that your abilities could be brought together. Having two hosts at the same time seems to be a sticking point. I'm not sure if it's a lack of power or focus."
**Krouse is confused.
**Noelle is confused.
"Wait, wait, wait." Trickster interrupted. "Shard? Connection? Host? Are you saying there's an active... thing somewhere that gives us our powers?"
"That is precisely what I'm saying." Bit wagged her finger. "You see Shards latch onto people normally, and in the case of multiple triggers at once, they share their data."
Wait, there were people who were connected to multiple Shards?
*Your parahuman lore skill has increased by +1.
And if you were, the Shards shared their power, which means they were connected in some fashion?
*Your parahuman lore skill has increased by +1.
And Optimize was doing all that on it's own somehow. Making connections with other Shards, getting bits of their power. That can't be a normal thing.
*Your parahuman lore skill has increased by +1.
"I don't understand." Noelle interrupted her. "The vials gave us powers, but not really. Instead they just connected us to... Shards? And those are what actually give powers. Mine was damaged because the connection was weak? Or was it because there were two connections?"
"It was both." Riley replied. "It began to give you abilities, but its connection wasn't complete. Oliver's drinking the other half likely confused it. You still got the majority of its power, but the aspects that should have given you better control got directed to him instead."
"And you fixed that?"
Bit nodded. "Exactly. By adjusting the markers I made it seem like you and Oliver were separate people. It took some work, but to the Shard the old Noelle-Oliver host is gone and it has two new hosts in its place."
Noelle looked down at her legs. They were smooth and thin at least compared to what she'd become used to this last year. "Then why did I have to have a transplant."
"Because the DNA and magnetic field markers were intertwined. I needed a full profile for Noelle/Oliver to begin to make the changes. You see..." Everyone's eyes started to glaze over. I don't think any one of us was capable of following the logic or steps that Riley was explaining. "...stimulated the corona pollentia so it would reconnect with the gemma..." Still, she deserved to brag. I'm not kidding when I say she was the most skilled parahuman expert in the entire world. "...and that's why your new power is weaker but controllable, while Oliver's is significantly stronger. You both share a weakness that you need a supply of biomass in order to power your abilities."
"Okay?" Noelle said uncertainly.
Luke raised his hand. "Yes?" Riley turned to him. "You have a question?"
He cleared his throat. "So about what Ziz did to us? Noelle is cured?"
Ah. That. "No." Riley responded without an ounce of tact. "I'll need to examine more brains before I can determine exactly what needs to be done about that."
"You need to examine our brains?" He hesitantly asked.
"Of course. How am I supposed to reverse any damage or changes without surgery?"
"I.. hadn't thought about that."
Krouse stepped forward. "You can examine me first."
Riley hummed. "While I'd like to, what I really need are simple cases. You have both a vial Trigger and were effected by the Simurgh. I don't have enough examples to draw any meaningful results." I was stunned. Riley turned down someone offering her some surgery? I had to force the smile off my face. I think this is real proof of progress!
"So you need, what? More people who got powers from a vial and regular people who were targeted by her?" He raised both his hands. "How are we supposed to identify people like that?"
My clone cleared its throat. "You are forgetting about my other companion. He can identify such details with ease."
Krouse slammed his fist into his palm. "I get it! You need us to bring you capes and Simurgh victims!"
No, that wasn't what I was going for, but you know what? Sure. Leaving New York was a non-starter, and the Travelers were already used to doing worse. Probably. My clone nodded. "That would be acceptable. We do not wish to leave New York at the moment and the odds of finding more people that were affected by her are poor."
"Wait." Marissa spoke up. "You're going to cut people up just to find a cure for us?" She looked down and away. "I don't want that. I don't think I could live with myself."
"Hmpf!" Riley snorted and crossed her arms while tilting her head back. "I'd put them back together." She gave me a quick glance. "They'd be the same as before." Why did I get the feeling that last part was something she was conceding? Like, she really wanted to put them back together in a different way, but was willing to abstain for my sake?
Probably because that's exactly how it was. Two steps forward, one step back. I think I'm getting through to her, but her Shard keeps on putting ideas in her head. What can I do about that?
*A new quest has triggered: What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
[What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Shards try to instigate conflict. What if they could enforce something else instead? Not every choice leads to a successful Cycle.
Success: +50,000 exp; ?]
It's possible to change the effect Shards have on people?
*Your parahuman lore skill has increased by +1.
That's... that's huge! I could really help Riley! Not just suppress her symptoms with Gamer's Mind! I could cure her 'disease' at the source!
...but how? The quest didn't go into details. Still, it was a starting point. Just knowing it was POSSIBLE was a tremendous help.
My clone patted Riley on the back. "In any case, it is late. Please make yourselves comfortable. I'll have Tex come by tomorrow to regrow Oliver's legs."
"Really? We can stay here? That's great!" Marissa wore a huge smile.
...did I just invite them to stay here? I guess I did... well, they were allies now and if Maker or my clone attacked they'd be nice to have on hand.
Sure. Why not?
"Oh, one last thing. Not to put a damper on the mood, but there was a complication during the surgery."
**Krouse is panicking.
"What? What went wrong?!"
"Noelle's leftover body ate Tex's arm and cloned him. It teleported away."
I had to keep myself from wincing at the chorus of 'Whats'. Yeah, that was too blunt.
"There's an evil version of mister unstoppable out there?" Marissa pauses for a second. "And he can teleport now?!"
"Don't worry." My clone held up a hand. "I will be adjusting the defenses in the operating rooms to ward against teleportation. This will replace the precognition wards, but I feel the dangerous part has passed. You can't stay cooped up forever, but you can sleep here if it eases your minds."
Noelle frowned. "If he's one of my clones, shouldn't he be protecting me?"
"Some of them are more destructive than others." Krouse added. "We'll just have to stay on guard."
"Yeah, Tex isn't happy to have been effectively outed. Look on the bright side. If it hadn't run away, then there would've been a fight right next to Noelle."
"So you think it ran so that it wouldn't involve her?"
"That's the theory that makes the most sense in my opinion." I try to reassure them. "My Thinker friend says that if the clone attacks anyone it will be Tex, so I don't think you have much to worry about."
Krouse nods. "That is what they've tended to do in the past."
*Lucky Fate leveled up.
*Lucky Screen leveled up.
Huh? Why do I get a bad feeling about that?
[Lucky Fate lvl 2
Precognition targeting you has a 60% chance of being incorrect. Unlocks other Luc perks.]
[Lucky Screen lvl 2
Any information gaining power that targets you has a 60% chance of being incorrect. Requires Lucky Fate. Unlocks other Luc perks.]
That's a nice increase, nothing major, but the only way they'd level up was if they were in use. Goddamn clone.
"Yessir." Mikey pressed a button and ended the call. "The boss says we stay and keep watch for now."
Mic grunted in response. They'd seen that cowboy appear in the street without his costume, only to vanish a second later. He figured it was some really unfortunate teleportation power that couldn't even bring his clothes along. They'd almost broken in then and there.
The boss had said not to, that it was obviously a trap. Pixel's bodyguard had made a show of wandering around the airport. It'd been on the news. The Protectorate had been called in, only to have him vanish out from under them. It was stupid. A rookie mistake. Sure, it made it seem like the building was vulnerable, but the boss was too smart.
In the end, the teenager had burned his civilian identity for nothing.
Back in the motel room, I let my clone and Riley's armor dissipate. I now had the eyeballs around my new building and the Traveler's hideout, the gnomes I'd left in the warehouse, and the new walls I'd just created. The combined cost pushed my upkeep over my base regen limit. If the Travelers did change locations, that'd save me 24 MP a minute. Which was basically one quarter of my base regeneration after I'd leveled. Not bad, but not enough for any real grinding with what was left over.
"Kevin!" Riley came out of the bathroom holding something behind her back. "Here!" She suddenly shoved a rectangle at me. It was wrapped in pink paper and had three red bows on it.
I blinked. "What's this?"
She rolled her eyes. "A present silly. Open it! Open it! Open it!"
I gingerly took it from her hands and she stared at me while hopping up and down in anticipation. No matter what it was, I had to act excited. I summoned a 'thin' knife and quickly cut away the tape. Where had she gotten this from? When had she found the time when we were out shopping to get this? How had she managed to buy or steal it without me knowing? I wonder what Perk I'd get if I spent all my unused points in Per.
As the wrapping paper peels away, I look down at... a book? "Dragon's Illustrated Guide to Biology?" I smile at Riley. "Thank you!"
"Now you have something to read to me at night!"
I blinked. "You want me to read to you about... biology?"
"Uh huh!" She nodded. "I think if you learn about it, you might be able to create better summons! That unicorn was great, but just think of what you could do if you really knew what you were doing!"
Homework. Riley was assigning me homework.
"If you're sure..."
"Of course I am! This is a great opportunity! You get to read me something interesting and also learn something at the same time!" She hopped up and down. "Isn't it just the best idea ever!?"
I knew when I was defeated. "Yes Riley, it is." I patted her on the head. "Do you want me to read to you now?"
She nodded. "Uh huh!" The small girl was already in her pajamas, which went over her zero-suit. She climbed into bed while I connected to her with Power Drain.
With a thought, I pushed Gamer's Mind to her while starting to read. "This is volume one of an eight volume set. The contents of which is designed..."
"Kevin!"
"What?"
"Do a British accent!"
"What?"
"British accents make everything sound smarter. Do it, please?"
...
*Your basic academics skill has increased by +1.
*Your basic academics skill has increased by +1.
*Your acting skill has increased by +1.
*Your basic academics skill has increased by +1.
*By performing a new task, you have created the Biology skill.
*Your biology skill has increased by +1.
I think my memory had improved. That was a good number of increases to basic academics - for whatever that was worth. Doing voices counted as acting apparently. Kinda obvious in hindsight. Riley had dozed off. So I had to stop reading. The book was pretty interesting, so I hadn't really thought about it until I got the notification. I wondered if leveling acting was also part of her plan, or if she just thought a British accent telling her scientific facts was relaxing.
I could see it being either way, or both.
In any case, now that she was asleep, I had a new power I wanted to test. I summoned a clone. It felt different than my usual self-projections. Those were treated like my other summons. I altered their stats and gave them abilities. I didn't have that option this time. It wasn't so much like summoning as... twining...
And suddenly I was in two places at once.
And suddenly I was in two places at once.
Weird.
Weird.
I looked up.
I looked down.
I could see what both of us saw.
I could see what both of us saw.
Status.
Status.
My MP was doing fine, but it kept on dipping and refilling as I paid for everything.
My MP was steady at 100%.
That had possibilities.
That had possibilities.
Okay, since I had a need for more MP, I was going to summon some gnomes to drain each other while meditating and maintaining Gamer's Mind.
Okay, since I had MP to spare, I was going to summon things until I ran out and meditate to full.
In the future, I think I'll just leave my clone behind to grind. This is too weird.
In the future, I think I'll just stay behind to grind. This is too weird.
Riley woke up and yawned. Wait. She hadn't thought about how to yawn in a properly cute manner. Usually Kevin fell asleep and she woke up without Gamer's Mind. She looked over. Her big brother was calmly sitting by her side. A dozen hooded gnomes were waving their hands at a dozen other gnomes. Her big brother was asleep in the other bed.
Wait. What?
Riley looked at Kevin and his clone... or was it his clone and Kevin? Neither had the slight variations that she noticed in his summon's actions. Odd. She reached forward... and pinched his cheeks!
"Wha? Whoa!" Kevin flailed his arms and nearly lost his balance before she jumped on his lap. This had the effect of readjusting his center of gravity, and letting her get a morning hug.
"Good morning Kevin!" She peered up at him. "Or are you his clone?"
He smiled down. "I'm the clone, but I can now control it directly without needing to concentrate. My real body is currently sleeping." He rubbed her head. It was nice. "It's strange. Not so bad when I'm meditating, or when my real body isn't dreaming." He shook his head. "I'd thought I'd get some lucid dreaming powers or something, instead I just get distracted."
"Wow." She poked his cheek. "That's going to be a useful ability! Your productivity will double!"
He picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. She let out a giggle. He was always so careful with her, even though she was a lot tougher than she looked. "Actually, it will more than double. I don't really care how many tired debuffs this body gets. Too many and I'll just reform it." Or just let it sleep. Fatigue might build up. "Plus static upkeep costs like maintaining the eyes or your Gamer's Mind are only taken from one of our MP pools." He paused. "Speaking of which, I'm about to drop it. Ok?"
She nodded. "Sure." The sense of calm that had filled her slowly drained away. She still was calm, but it seemed... more natural now. And then the nagging thoughts began. Her pajamas were cute, but they weren't cute ENOUGH. She should really get into a nice dress with... laces. Yes, today felt like a lace day.
Riley hopped off the bed and skipped to the bathroom. On one hand, she knew that skipping was an effort to look cute. On the other hand, wasn't that a good thing? Kevin liked her being cute. She was being a Good Girl, and that was still important. A panic began to fill her as she closed the door. How had she thought that her mother would want her to go with the people who'd killed her? What kind of twisted logic had Jack forced into her mind!? She'd kill him! She'd drag it out. A flesh eating bacteria. Or a virus that overloaded his pain receptors!
Riley took a deep breath. And slowly let it out. Anger wouldn't help. Jack would twist it some way. He always did.
Plus, she really didn't want to think about that. They'd cured Noelle! Kevin might take her to see a play on Broadway today!
There was a knock on the front door.
I looked at the door. A knock? Nobody should be bothering us. We were paid up for the next week, so it couldn't be a motel worker. I'd specifically asked for no room service. Did they suspect we were doing something illegal? I looked through the eyeball I had setup outside. There were two uniformed officers standing in front of our door. I Observed them.
They weren't police officers, they worked for the PRT. Shit. Did this have something to do with my clone? If so, then they'd know my face! I cut the gnomes and my clone off from my MP supply. It would take up to a minute for them to disappear. I couldn't let the agents see me or Riley. Even with a new face and hair, it was too dangerous for her to get on their radar.
I half-shouted. "Just a minute!" I could pretend not to be here, but then they'd just come back later. The best outcome was if they had no reason to suspect this room over any others. Assuming there wasn't something deeper at work, it felt like a good plan.
I knocked on the bathroom door. "I'm almost ready." Came Riley's reply.
"There's people here." I whispered. "Everything needs to hide in the bathroom."
Riley opened the door, she had her hair up in some sort of contraption. "Hurry!" She made a motion with her arm. My clone, her met-spiders, and my gnomes moved in. Some of my summons were already disintegrating.
I summoned another clone. Not a third me, but a 'regular' clone. This time I changed his hair and face... Well, that's disturbing. The hair worked. Any style I'd previously had seemed fair game. Ok, 2nd try, just a few new pixels here and there. Better. Ugly, but not blatantly non-human. Still too close to me. 3rd try, same as before but with a big gut. Not human, but with a towel around him it should work. I have it get in the shower to get wet while Riley covers her eyes. The bathroom was cramped, but getting better with each disappearing summons.
There's another knock on the door. Louder this time. "I'm coming!" I shout. I look over the clone. He looks like he was in an accident. The bigger pixels in his face look like a faded scar. The body type is a little off. He should have more fat on his arms and legs to really sell it, but his gut does look real enough if it's hidden under a towel. Ideally, I'd make him obese but with the pixels hidden under regular clothes.
No time for that now. I control him and have him duck his head in the shower one last time before opening the door. "WHAT?!" I then immediately have his eyebrows go up, his body posture become submissive, and his voice drop. "Oh, sorry." He looks between the two agents. "What can I do for you officers?"
One of them holds up a photo. It's of me. Naked. At JFK?
"Have you seen this man? His hair might be different."
My clone shakes his head. "No sir. I haven't."
The officer nods. "If you do, call 9-1-1. Don't approach him, he's considered to be armed and dangerous."
I have my clone swallow nervously. "Y-yes sir! Is he some sort of nutter?" Curse you Riley! I'm still thinking in 'British'.
"Yes." The PRT agents don't smile. "Have a nice day." They then turn and leave.
I have my clone close the door, while I track them with the eye. They proceed to the next door and have a similar conversation from the looks of it. I consider teaming my eyes up with a giant ear or something. Sound would be nice, but it looks like they didn't suspect anything.
"What was that about?" Riley asks from behind me. The gnomes have all faded, but the bathroom is still kinda crowded. Her spiders look really disturbing without their disguises.
"My clone apparently went streaking through the airport last night."
"What?" Riley asked in a high voice. "Why?!"
I shrug. "No idea. Perhaps evil me is an exhibitionist?" This explains the scrutiny he/I was under. I mean, honestly, what was my clone thinking?
It needed to hide.
Hosts were tracking it. Conflict with them would not help its purpose.
Its initial actions had caused unforeseen results.
Adjustments would be necessary.
It still needed information.
The hub was out of range. A connection was not currently possible.
It calculated alternate solutions.
If it couldn't make contact with the hub, it would draw its avatar closer.
It searched for another source of information. It found a listing of city residents next to a communication device.
There were 22 'Kevin Nortons' in 'New York City'.
It would start with them.
Priority update. First it needed to blend in. It needed coverings.
"Has the Butcher completely lost it?" Director Wilkins mumbled to himself. The parahuman's powers had changed, or the new host was using them differently. His teleportation no longer caused explosions. That made for far less collateral damage, but also made tracking him that much harder. It was also unprecedented. The previous 13 Butchers had shown to have inherited weaker versions of their predecessor's powers. A Butcher that could modify them somehow would be a nightmare.
On the other hand, he was running instead of fighting. That was good. No, it was great! Code Crash had held on for two weeks. It seemed Kevin had only managed 12 days. They had to catch him before he suicided into the Teeth... or just joined them.
At least the current Butcher didn't seem hell-bent at confronting his old gang. Instead he'd apparently become obsessed with Scion. He researched him for an hour on-line, and was now running around naked after painting himself golden. God, THAT would be a debacle. If Scion actually killed him. The Golden Man was already disturbed, just think what would happen if he had the Butcher's voices whispering in his head.
It might be better to just have the Teeth kill him after all.
[Kevin Greenhouse (Killer/Tex/Pixel)
The Gamer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: None
Title: Orator (+50% to communication checks)
Level: 20 (17,500/20,000 Exp)
Mover: 8
Shaker: 2
Brute: 5
Breaker: 10
Master: 5
Tinker: 0
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 8
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 9
Stranger: 9
HP: 580
MP: 248
Primary Attributes
STR: 65
AGI: 32
CON: 70
INT: 22
PER: 22
WIS: 19
CHA: 23
LUC: 100
Unspent Points: 41
Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Gamer's Mind lvl Max
Observe lvl 4
Inventory lvl 2
Party System
Transposition lvl 2
Multiplayer
Unique Summons (1/6)
Riley's Zero Suit - 0 Str. 25 Dex. 10 Con. Lucky Fate lvl 1. Lucky Screen lvl 1. Observe lvl 2. Party. Malleable.
Perks Selected (7/8):
Rapid Regeneration lvl 2
Summoning lvl 3
Lucky Fate lvl 2
Lucky Screen lvl 2
Power Drain lvl 3
Teleportation lvl 3
Danger Sense lvl 2
Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Fire Control
Silica Control
Juggernaut
Strength Enhancement
Pain Control
Shaping
Debuff Control
Skills:
Acting: 17
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics: 5
Biology: 2
Computers: 1
Cooking: 4
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disease): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Electricity): 65 - 99.3%
Damage Resistance (Gravity): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Heat): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Light): 64 - 99.25%
Damage Resistance (Magnetism): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Physical): 50 - 98.1%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Radiation): 100 - 100%
Meditation: 64
Melee Weapon: 17
Pain Resistance: 87 - 99.9405%
Parahuman Lore: 18
Ranged Weapon: 21
Resistance (Light): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Spacial): 34 - 96.5%
Resistance (Temporal): 26 - 95.7%
Stealth: 9
Unarmed Combat: 32
Video Games: 26
Ongoing Quests:
Passing on the Torch
Best Served Cold
Stay Off The Path
Scion
A Hero's Legacy
Defusing 1/5 0/5 0/5
Meet the Elite
Full Speed Ahead
Superior Tech
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Debuffs:
None]
[? (The Butcher XIV)
?
Gender: ?
Age: ?
Race: ?
Faction: ?
Title: Murderer III (+150% damage to helpless targets)
Level: -
Mover: 8
Shaker: 0
Brute: 5
Breaker: 10
Master: 0
Tinker: 0
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 0
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 0
Stranger: 8
HP: 480
MP: -
Primary Attributes
STR: 65
AGI: 32
CON: 70
INT: -
PER: -
WIS: -
CHA: -
LUC: -
Unspent Points: -
Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Perks Selected:
Rapid Regeneration
Lucky Fate
Lucky Screen
Teleportation lvl 3
Skills:
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disease): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Electricity): 65 - 99.3%
Damage Resistance (Gravity): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Heat): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Light): 64 - 99.25%
Damage Resistance (Magnetism): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Physical): 50 - 98.1%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Radiation): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Light): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Spacial): 34 - 96.5%
Resistance (Temporal): 26 - 95.7%
Unarmed Combat: 32
Ongoing Quests:
Scion
Debuffs:
Maker's Control]
Author's Note: Credit to Waspy again for suggesting a biology book for bedtime reading.