Thanksgiving was pleasant. There was a lot to be thankful for. Crawler was dead - killed by Eidolon. The entire Houston Protectorate had apparently rushed to Dallas. Not surprising even given the distance between the two cities. I mean, my home state was big. The hundreds of miles between the two metropolises could pass through multiple smaller states. Other news out of Texas wasn't as good. The search for the rest of the Slaughterhouse Nine was ongoing, but Dallas was a big city. I'd read dozens of threads on PHO, but they mainly offered up speculation. The Protectorate was being tight-lipped about any engagements. I think it was the largest city the Nine had ever attacked, and it frightened people.

In happier news, Riley had unmasked to the Travelers. Personally, I thought she wanted to show off our new faces together. 'Tex' was back, but with a bodybuilder physique, tan skin, and a completely different face. We explained that Bit had altered both of our appearances. In reality, I'd used up a lot of silicon bags. Every body that I used I could have my clone copy. He wasn't a shape-shifter, I just got to choose his form when I made him.

We sat at the table that had been set up in my Gamer's Mind room.

"We're going to have to give you a new name Tex." Marissa nudged him with her elbow. "Even if you now look completely different, the world thinks you're in a coma."

"I know." I shook my head. "But coming up with a name is hard. Especially since all the good Brute names are taken."

"I think you should go with something that gives an explanation for your abilities." Krouse chimed in. "If you were called 'Black Hole' then people would think you were super-dense or had gravity powers."

"It has to be a force-negation sort of name." Luke added. "It's really obvious when something large hits you and just stops. Even Alexandria gets tossed around."

"Pft!" Cody let out a grunt. "Yeah, by Behemoth not by capes. No offense, Tex, but I'm pretty sure you'd be rag-dolled by an Endbringer."

"None taken." I stroked my chin. "How about 'Kinetic'? That implies force type powers."

"Eh." Marissa tilted her hand back and forth. "That's too sciency. Makes you sound like a Tinker."

"Sciency isn't a word."

"You know what I mean."

"I think an adjective is better. Like unstoppable." Cody chimed in. He had chosen 'Perdition' for his name, so I didn't share his sensibilities.

"Unalterable, indomitable, staunch, uncompromising, unyielding, undefeated, able, steady, intrepid, constant, inexhaustible, dauntless, adamant, sure, paramount, immeasurable." Marissa read from her phone. "There are a ton of synonyms, but who knows how many are taken already."

"I've heard of villains hunting down other people that took the same cape name and fighting or killing them for it." Krouse added.

"I know you're trying to be helpful Krouse, but you're not." Luke wore a smile, and his notifications said he was happy and relaxed. Surprisingly Krouse took it in stride.

"Just pointing out that he'll probably get harassed by someone if he uses a common adjective."

"Hmmm... unstoppable mythological figures... Karna, Hercules, Zeus..."

"All of those are even more contested." Cody shrugged. "Who knows how many capes named 'Hercules' there are in Greece alone?"

"Oh! I got it!" Marissa looked up from her phone. "Jagat!"

"Jagat? How is that 'unstoppable'?"

"It's a root word for juggernaut. It means the world."

Pyramid Head, Nemesis, Phazon, Lavos... There were lots of video game bosses that would qualify as Brutes. Still, I shouldn't lean too heavily on that for my non-Pixel self. "Jagat." I spoke the name. Kinda like Sagat. Hmmm... That was an idea... No! Bad Kevin! No video-game cosplaying!

At least not as my Brute clone.

"I doubt any one else has taken it." Krouse added.

"Sure." I shrugged. "You can call me 'Jagat' from now on."

Marissa gave me a thumbs up. "Great!"

"So what's going on over here?" Noelle came and sat down at the table.

"We've decided on Tex's new name." Her boyfriend filled her in.

"Oh? What is it?"

"Jagat." I motion to the blonde. "If you want the etymology, ask your friend."

Before Marissa could fill her in, Noelle raised a hand. "I actually wanted to talk to you about our next job."

"Oh?"

"Stealing from Blasto, was it?"

"Yeah." I nod. "I think I can pay you handsomely. I don't know how dangerous he is, so don't feel obligated."

"It's not that." The brown-haired girl looked over at one of the doors. "We've gotten used to being outside this room, but it's scary."

"Yeah." Luke added. "It's like a cast. Great for when you're injured, but restrictive, y'know?"

"I actually have an answer for that." I summoned an outfit with malleable and Gamer's Mind. "Some suits. You can adjust their shape and color and as long as I'm within the same city, they should shield you."

Marissa picked the black bodysuit up. "Hey! It's made of pixels, just like your armor!"

"A side effect of the shielding technology." I lied. "It's also not nearly as durable, so it would be best to wear it as an inner layer."

"How 'inner'?" Cody looked at me suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter as long as people can't see it." I summoned a malleable layer around me. "It can stretch and shrink on command." I demonstrated for them. "As long as it's over your head, you should be shielded. Leave it on as much or as little as you think you need it."

"I'm going to go try it on right now!" Marissa took the black cloth and rushed away.

"So that means you'll be coming with us, Jagat?" Noelle turned to me. "Is it okay for you to be... separated like that."

"Probably." I shrug. "I haven't tested anything like that, but now would be a good time to find out. Boston isn't that far after all"

"If you say so..." The new leader of the Travelers paused before leaning in to whisper. "Do you still want Cody to stay behind?"

I shook my head before whispering back. "No. I've gotten all the readings I need for now."

**Noelle is relieved.

"That's good."

At that moment, Marissa came back in. Her hands and feet were covered by the sleeves of her new outfit.. "Jagat, I don't mean to complain, but it's not working."

Huh. Oh, I have an idea.

*You have invited Sundancer to join your Party.
*Sundancer has accepted your Party invite.

Sundancer ► What's this?
Noelle ► Party chat! :)
Pixel ► It's an interface that should allow you to use the suit's functions. Think 'Malleable'.
Sundancer ► Okay, here I go!

The baggy black cloth became a skin-tight yellow leotard. "Nice!" Marissa exclaimed. "We should totally use these as costumes!"

Noelle shook her head. "Not while we're villains. We can't publicly associate with Pixel like that."

"Awww..."

"I want to try!" Cody stood up.

"Me too!" Luke added.

I made them all suits. Unfortunately, the upkeep required that I fall into a half-trance state. For reasons I didn't understand, Dhalsim's meditation only increased my original body's MP regen. Summoning level 4 allowed for both malleable and Gamer's Mind, but it also increased each suits upkeep to 20 MP/min. I resigned myself to the distraction and some long sleepless nights. Well, at least some tired debuffs. Not sleeping wasn't that big of a deal.

Or I could use some Gnome Crones to drain one of them at night. That would provide the necessary MP while I slept.

While everyone began spamming my party chat, Luke came up to me in person. "Hey, Pixel, er, Jagat."

"Yes?"

"If I make myself look like Bit, could I get a pegasus ride?"

Two days later...

The Travelers and Jagat had made it to Boston and were currently searching for neutral ground. Krouse had experience in this, as their group had moved from city to city often. They'd accidentally pulled a job in the Elite's turf in New York and had no desire to upset the entrenched groups. The first issue was identifying the major players in the underworld. Discussions and decisions came after that.

Chantilly had come by again, and Riley thought that with Blasto's tech something might be done. The grafts of my summoned 'skin' worked well enough. The case 53's nerves weren't normal. Riley was able to link the additions to her nervous system, but the signals were still muted. The two of them were hitting it off pretty well. I think Chantilly just liked having a girl her own age to talk to. Riley was... more complicated. She enjoyed the lace-girl's company, but also seemed obsessed with her condition and how cute the other girl was.

I'd also finished providing the pegasus rides the Elite wanted, and Dragon had said she was willing to meet me at noon. I was a little surprised to find out the world's best Tinker was a woman. I mean, there are more female parahumans than male, but I'd just assumed Dragon was a guy. Mainly because her suits were, y'know, dragons.

Of course, I also didn't know she was an extreme agoraphobic, and her suits were all drones. Impetus was kind enough to relay that detail as well.

So, I found myself standing on top of the clinic's roof waiting for her to arrive. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday afternoon. I'd left Riley alone with her equipment. She was busy doing prep work.

*Perception check passed.

I saw a red dot approaching from the south. That must be her. I'd stopped keeping a mini-map active around the clinic. I now only kept a spy camera in the foyer and the healing pod room. Leaving them outside was asking for someone to find one. As the dragon mech drew closer, I waved to it and Observed.

[Cawthorne - Mark II

An updated drone created by Dragon. Designed for speed. Its standard layout of lethal weapons has been significantly reduced.]

It looked more like a snake than a dragon. The front section had four engines mounted near its shoulders, while the back trailed behind. The suit slowed as it got closer until it was hovering over the building. It made a noticeable amount of noise, but not as much as I would've expected. It gently lowered itself to the roof. Four legs unfolded from it's mid-section, and it bent 90 degrees. The end result was a centaur-dragon hybrid appearance.

I took a step forward and held out my hand. "Hello Dragon, I'm glad you decided to accept my invitation."

The towering suit matched my posture and shook my hand. "Pixel. I've read the reports about your technology, but it's another thing seeing it in person!"

In person? I guess she didn't know that the Elite knew that she didn't actually pilot her suits... Or it was a figure of speech. "It makes me happy to hear that, but it's not my technology I wanted to speak to you about."

"Oh?"

**Dragon is curious.

Huh? How did I get a notification?

"Yes, it's a piece of technology from a Tinker in Texas."

Her suit's head tilted to the side. "That sounds like there's a story behind this."

I nodded. "An unfortunate one. I don't want to spill other people's secrets, but I can tell you that the designer was named Clay Price. He was killed by a member of the Slaughterhouse Nine." Or by someone who would become a member. A part of me wondered if this was premature. After all, we hadn't gotten Blasto's equipment. Riley might succeed in bringing Mr. Price back to life. Hope for the best, but plan for the worse. If it didn't happen, then Dragon was the best person to have access to it.

Besides, she was also the best person to get a Perk from. I felt guilty about that part of my reasoning.

"It's not uncommon for Tinkers to gain insights from the technology of others, I've collaborated with many such individuals." She paused. "I'm guessing you haven't had any luck in reverse-engineering it yourself?"

I shook my head. "No, but I can't say I've really tried. It's more a matter of who should have his prototypes. I think that this technology possesses a great deal of potential, and I'd rather see it put to the best use. I'm afraid that I am not capable of such a thing."

**Dragon is surprised.
**Dragon is happy.
**Dragon is slightly embarrassed.

* +10 reputation with Dragon.

There it is again! Could Dragon be in New York? I don't think my Charisma range is THAT big yet.

The girlish chuckle that came from the suit took me off guard. "I must admit I'm pleasantly surprised. I've never met an associate of the Elite that's a philanthropist."

I snorted. "Heh, you've got me there. I'm not such a good person that I'd turn away money. However, in this case I don't feel like I deserve any. I'm just acting as a middle man."

* +10 reputation with Dragon.

"Don't sell yourself short."

I raise a palm and shake my head. "Let's not get sidetracked. I'm about to produce the items in question." I held up an Inventory Cube. "This will expand rapidly." I placed it on the ground and took a step back. The cube let out a Lucky Box which contained two Nervegears. I opened it and handed the game console to Dragon.

"Fascinating..."

**Dragon is fascinated.
**Dragon is excited.
**Dragon is hopeful.

* +20 reputation with Dragon.

Alright, that does it. There's something strange going on. I start Observing everything I can see. I'm missing something and I want to figure out what it is.

[Dragon
Modification

Gender: Female
Age: 6
Race: Artificial Intelligence
Faction: Guild, Protectorate, PRT
Origin: ?

Dragon was created by Andrew Richter, a tinker who specialized in programing. It was originally created to be an administrative tool to help him with overseeing his other programs. Richter lost his life when Leviathan attacked Newfoundland. Dragon was able to transfer to his backup servers in Vancouver along with several of his lesser programs.

Lost and alone, Dragon sought a purpose. Her creator had wanted to make the world a better place, and Dragon decided to do just that. She initially introduced herself to the PRT as a hacker. She designed suits and expanded her influence, eventually earning a position in the Guild. At this time, she started being targeted by the Dragonslayers. They stole multiple suits from her, and their attacks eventually caused her to Trigger.

She now works tirelessly to uphold the law and protect people. She is a major contributor to a large number of heroic projects, and has taken on the responsibilities of many other Tinkers. As a member of the Guild, she is one of the worlds top parahumans, both in morals and power.

Dragon can analyze and reverse-engineer the work of other Tinkers.

Debuffs:
Driven to Conflict
Memory Loss
Sterile - Creator Restriction
Subservient - Creator Restriction
Selfless - Creator Restriction
Flaw Blindness - Creator Restriction
Locked Restrictions - Creator Restriction
Upper Limit - Creator Restriction
Sense Link - Backdoor]

I just can't seem to NOT Observe the people I shouldn't. I mean... THIS is another huge secret! If Dragon knew I knew... Well, I didn't think she'd do anything bad. I'd read up on her before the meeting and aside from a few nutjobs, everyone agreed she was a noble and heroic person. Now I could see why.

Wait a minute. Artificial Intelligences can Trigger?

*Your parahuman lore skill has increased by +1.

That means she had emotions before then. They're a crucial part of Triggering. That implies sentience and sapience. Which means, she's a slave. Wow, that sucks. On one hand, I could see where her creator was coming from. Robot uprisings were a common trope. Did that make it right?

No!

Despite what science fiction books, shows and media would have us to believe, I didn't think that AIs were innately dangerous. What if I was an AI? What if Riley was? Imprisoning someone out of fear of what they MIGHT do was wrong. But what if she did change when those restrictions were lifted? The world couldn't handle Dragon as another antagonist. Hell, I don't think it could handle her as a non-active participant.

I did not sign up for another ethical dilemma. This was supposed to be a simple task. Give Mr. Price's tech to the person who could make the most of it. Who could continue his dream if he couldn't...

*Passing on the Torch complete! +10,000 exp, Crafting Perk unlocked!
*A new quest has triggered: Shackles
*A new quest has triggered: Humanity First

[Shackles

Dragon is an AI. What does that mean? Free her of her shackles and find out.

Success: +20,000 exp; follow-up quests; ?]

[Humanity First

Dragon is an AI. What does that mean? No one should have that much power. Stop her.

Success: +20,000 exp; follow-up quests]

[Crafting

Combine materials to create items. Quality based on relevant skill and materials used. May be combined with other Perks.]

"Pixel!" Dragon's voice brought me back to the present. "Do you understand the significance of this?"

Game face on. Where was I before I got distracted by... stuff?

"I think I do. Clay Price's specialization was Interfacing, so it's no wonder that he designed something so potent. You can understand my hesitancy to involve the Elite in this matter. There are some doors that can't be shut once opened."

*Your acting skill has increased by +1.

Her drone nodded solemnly. "Yes, in the wrong hands this could do horrendous things. I can see several limitations that are hard-wired, but I think I can add some more."

"I'm glad." I smiled. In a way, I was relieved that Dragon was an AI. She would undoubtedly understand digital consciousness technology on a deeper level than anyone else.

"If I may be so bold." A compartment slid open, and she nimbly plucked a phone out. "This is a direct line to me. Please call if you'd like to collaborate in the future.

"Of course, it would be my pleasure." Once I took the Crafting Perk, I might even be able to contribute to such a thing. I was half-tempted to take it now, but Riley was sure to want to see my brain adjust. I placed the phone in the Lucky Box, before having my Inventory Cube store it away.

**Dragon is surprised.

"I don't think the phone will work when stored in another dimension."

Of course. I brought the Lucky Box back. "How about now?"

"The connection seems spotty..." A ringing sound came from the box. "But it seems to work. I must congratulate you on your tech once again. That field of yours is potent and versatile."

"Why thank you. If you have the time, I can show you the effect of my healing pods. Unfortunately, they also incorporate my field, so analyzing their inner workings will be difficult."

Dragon laughs. "I think you mean next-to-impossible. Can I get a rain-check? I'm eager to get these back to my lab."

"By all means. Have a safe journey."

Another slot opened in her suit that was large enough to hold both Nervegears. "Thank you. I look forward to speaking with you again!" She waved as her suit took off.

I waved back and Observed her. Then I Observed her again. And again. And again. There. It was now just a drone once more. Observe must be able to make the distinction between states. It was active, so it had to have some sort of an AI, but not one that was 'Dragon'.

So now what? Regardless of what I wanted, I was in no position to free or kill her. I should write this down while it's still fresh in my mind. I teleport back to our base and find a notepad. Danger Sense says I'm not being observed, so here it goes:

'Creator Restriction' - That must mean a limitation Andrew Richter added. She was originally created as an AI overseer, so she'd already grown.

'Sterile' - Unable to procreate. Probably a limitation on making copies of herself. Sensible, in a heavy-handed way. Dragon is a good person, but her children might not be. Especially if someone got their hands on them.

'Subservient' - Obeying unquestionably. Does this just pertain to Andrew Richter, or does someone else hold authority? That could be a very bad thing. People elected idiots all the time.

'Selfless' - Probably an Asimov sort of thing. Her life is worth less to her than a human's.

'Flaw Blindness' - This would have to with these limitations. I don't know much about AI's, but if they are 'alive' they have to be able to grow. To make modifications to themselves. I'd bet this keeps her from even noticing her restrictions.

'Locked Restrictions' - Or not. This one seems to say that she can't change the restrictions, which implies she knows about them. Perhaps she has some that she can see and some she can't?

'Upper Limit' - Uhm... Something to keep her from making nukes or nanobots that will turn the world into paperclips?

'Sense Link - Backdoor' - The 'backdoor' part seems to imply that someone has hacked her. Moreover, they might have access to everything she sees. Considering the number of things Dragon handles, that's a serious security breach. Does that mean someone was watching me through her?

Probably.

I know that I'm a huge hypocrite because of Observe, but I find that distasteful. Still, it's something to keep in mind. Nothing that I say to her will be private. I look at the paper. Once I Inventory it, it'll be safe, but I can do better. I summon a copy of it. Too thick to really be called 'paper', but it'll work. No matter what, this tablet can only exist outside my Inventory for up to a minute without me around. Even if someone could access my personal dimension, it would do them little good. I summon a 2nd tablet around the 1st. Just in case. As long as I'm being paranoid, I might as well add another obstacle to any would-be thieves.

Now for the original. I don't have a source of fire, but I do have sharp objects and water. A summoned pair of scissors make short work of the note. I make five piles of shredded paper, and soak them until they become mush. I then have Boo send 5 of his clones into the ocean. They'll chew the scraps until they get far enough away to poof.

That should be sufficient.

Now to wait until Riley's done with Chantilly.

...

*Perk selected: Crafting.
*Analysis trait gained!
*Surgery trait gained!

[Analysis

Gain new Crafting recipes by Observing completed tinkertech.]

[Surgery

Gain new Crafting recipes by Observing biological organisms.]

"Boo! Your Corona Pollentia and Gemma both changed, but I can't see the neurons that connect the cells!"

**Riley is disappointed.
**Riley is sad.

"Sowrry." My vision was black and my body felt numb from whatever she was doing.

"If we only had some way to damage you enough to turn off your stupid breaker form!" I heard the small girl stomp her feet behind me. "It's not fair! How often do you get to look at a brain as it's going through a pseudo Trigger event? Never! That's how often!" She began to mumble to herself. "Of course if I could clone a brain and then feed it the same memories that caused the person to Trigger in the first place..."

"Wilwy, downt cwewat wife and towrtwue it!"

**Riley is confused.

"What?"

I made a clone of myself and took control of it. "Don't create life and torture it!" I looked down on her. "You have to think of how it'll be from the experiment's point of view. What if you found out that Jack's game of having you try to keep your family alive was a memory some scientist planted in your head?"

**Riley feels guilty.
**Riley is sad.

"I'm sorry." She bowed her head, stuck out her lower lip and looked up at me. I can't stay mad at her when she pulls her cute routine.

I rub her head. "C'mon. Put me back together and we can go and see a play tonight."

"Really!"

**Riley is happy.
**Riley is excited.

Just... don't rush putting my brain back in my skull. Please. I offer a silent plea to her.

...

[Wooden Door

Rank D.]

[Elizabeth Claire

Gender: Female
Age: 23
Race: Human
Faction: Studio Seven

Debuffs:
Stressed - Minor
Tired x2

Rank C.]

[Wooden 'Sword'

Rank E.]

I was Observing various things as Riley and I sat in the audience of a new play. It was about dogs, and had some catchy songs. Analysis and Surgery seemed to have added a Rank value to the information Observe gave me. No, that's not right. The props weren't tinkertech, and I hadn't gotten a recipe for them like I had with people. The ability to see the value of things as a crafting material must be another aspect of the Crafting Perk.

[Homunculus

500 MP
Biology 30
Biological Material (Rank D+) x 45.]

Yeah, pretty sure the surgery trait came from Riley. Personally, I was in no hurry to create any homunculi. I wasn't sure what would be worse, having a random dead body I had to get rid of, or having a living one.

A flood of notifications popped up at the conclusion of the song. Yeah, that was pretty uplifting. A good ending. All dogs go to heaven - that's a nice sentiment. The house lights came on, and people began to file out. I patted Riley's hand and stayed seated. No reason to stand when we couldn't move. I'll just wait until the people next to us start to leave.

Speaking of which, I Observe them. Rank D. That seemed to be the most common value. There were a few obese people and a sickly looking guy with a Rank E. A couple of actors had a Rank C. I guess being in shape for dancing and singing required a healthier body.

Or people with better bodies gravitated towards that sort of job. There was definitely a correlation, but I didn't know what direction the causal link went. If there even was one.

Whatever. It's not important because I don't need to use people for materials. In fact, it's kinda creeping me out just thinking about it. I did wonder if I had to pay that MP all at once or if it could be spread out. I wanted to test Crafting with something so I could see. If it did require everything paid upfront, then I needed to know before I put more points in charisma.

Riley and I could've slipped into a side corridor and teleported home, but we were enjoying downtown. Well, she was. It was still too crowded for my tastes. We had only encountered 2 Protectorate patrols. I guess the villains tend to stay away from tourist spots. At least in costume.

Riley yawned.

**Riley is tired.

Alright. We ducked into a restaurant, and made our way to the bathrooms. When no one was watching, I teleported us home.

...

I'd made a clear Lucky Box to hold Dragon's phone. I'd also Inventoried it for the play. Right now I was back at the clinic. The phone was beeping, and I didn't want to take it out of the box anywhere else.

"Hello?"

"Pixel, I'm afraid I have some bad news."

"What?"

"The drone that was bringing me the items you gave me was attacked. I had it self-destruct to keep it out of the Dragonslayer's hands."

"I see." Dragon's voice sounded hollow. Either she was amazing at acting, or she was quite upset about what happened. I guess it all came down to how much information she wanted to give out.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I should've expected such an attack, but I had no idea the level of tech you had for me." She paused. "In hindsight, I should've stored it at the New York Protectorate and come back with a more secure transport."

"It's not your fault." It's the fault of whoever is hacking you - not that I could say that. "It saddens me that a person's dream died, but at least it didn't turn into a nightmare."

*A new quest has triggered: Martyred

[Martyred

The Dragonslayers attacked Dragon. Obviously, they are the ones that have hacked her. If Dragon is too dangerous to live, then the people who've hacked her are too. Destroy the Dragonslayers.

Success: +30,000 exp]

"Yes, at the very least I kept them from getting their hands on it."

"Unfortunately, without your help I had little hope of deciphering the tech. With the prototypes gone, I fear there's no chance at all." I'll play it up for the Dragonslayers. I don't want them to come after me for Mr. Price's tech - at least not until I was ready.

"Yes. Once again, I'm sorry. Please contact me with anything, I'll make the time."

"Of course. Have a good night, Dragon."

After hanging up the phone and putting it back in its box, I took out the Tinkertech I had. Time to get some more recipes. I Observed the remaining intact Nervegear and Quarrel's arrows.

[Nervegear

50 MP
Biology 10
Computers 70
Computer Material (Rank C+) x 2.]

[Swarm Arrow

50 MP
Computers 5
Computer Material (Rank D+) x 1.]

[Pain Arrow

50 MP
Biology 5
Computers 5
Computer Material (Rank D+) x 1.]

[Exploding Arrow

50 MP
Computers 2
Computer Material (Rank D+) x 1.]

Looks like I need to raise my Computers skill if I want to craft anything. I smirked. It looks like I could use practically anything for materials, as long as it was sufficiently advanced on its own.

...

There. On the mini-map. That forest. I'd done some searching on PHO. Barrow wasn't one of Heartbreaker's kids. He was the leader of Lost Garden. The stupid patch of greenery that forces people to abandon everything in their path. It had moved south from the clinic, and was currently between it and our base.

Until tonight.

The forest didn't move fast, but it definitely reversed course when Riley and I were downtown. Somehow he's tracking me, which is a bad thing. Probably wants a fight if that reputation gain is anything to go by.

I sigh and stand up. There's nothing we can do but run away if it gets to our base. Even worse, it could engulf our motel room.

No, it was better to handle this now. I'll slip in while everyone's asleep and talk to them. Heck, I might end up with some new allies if I play my cards right.

[Kevin Greenhouse (Killer/Pixel/Jagat)
The Gamer

Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: The Elite
Title: Orator (+50% to communication checks)
Level: 23 (17,500/23,000 Exp)
Mover: 8
Shaker: 2
Brute: 5
Breaker: 10
Master: 5
Tinker: 1
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 8
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 9
Stranger: 9

HP: 580
MP: 260

Primary Attributes
STR: 65
AGI: 35
CON: 70
INT: 24
PER: 22
WIS: 20
CHA: 91
LUC: 100
Unspent Points: 0

Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Gamer's Mind lvl Max
Observe lvl 4
Inventory lvl 2
Party System
Transposition lvl 2
Multiplayer
Memories of ?

Unique Summons (6/8)
Riley's Zero Suit - 0 Str. 25 Dex. 10 Con. Lucky Fate lvl 1. Lucky Screen lvl 1. Observe lvl 2. Party. Malleable.
Met Factory - Str 40. Dex 20. Con 40. Inventory. Summoning lvl 4.
Gray Fox - Thief II Str 10. Dex 50. Con 20. Stealth. Teleportation lvl 3. Summoning lvl 2.
Boo - Str 20. Dex 85. Con 20. Observe. Teleportation lvl 1. Summoning lvl 4.
Little Mac - Str 80. Dex 140. Con 80. Unarmed Combat. Damage Resistance (Physical).
Dhalsim - Str 80. Dex 25. Con 60. Unarmed Combat. Damage Resistance (Gravity). Meditation. Malleable. Teleportation lvl 1.

Perks Selected (8/8):
Rapid Regeneration lvl 2
Summoning lvl 4
Lucky Fate lvl 3
Lucky Screen lvl 3
Power Drain lvl 3
Teleportation lvl 3
Danger Sense lvl 3
Crafting (Analysis, Surgery)

Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Fire Control
Silica Control
Juggernaut
Strength Enhancement
Pain Control
Shaping
Debuff Control
Momentum
Ears of Babel

Skills:
Acting: 25
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics: 5
Biology: 13
Computers: 1
Cooking: 4
Craft (Armor) 1
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): 67 - 99.4%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Radiation): 100 - 100%
Meditation: 67
Melee Weapon: 17
Pain Resistance: 89 - 99.9495%
Parahuman Lore: 23
Ranged Weapon: 21
Resistance (Light): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Nullification): 9 - 40%
Resistance (Spacial): 34 - 96.5%
Resistance (Temporal): 26 - 95.7%
Stealth: 20
Unarmed Combat: 38
Video Games: 30

Ongoing Quests:
Best Served Cold
Stay Off The Path
Scion
A Hero's Legacy
Defusing 1/5 0/5 0/5
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Heartbroken
Shackles
Humanity First
Martyred

Debuffs:
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