I sat and watched the status screens of the Lost Garden parahumans. The Power Drain rooms I'd put inside the PRT building was more than just boxes. They had openings and panels that could be removed. I also had to leave parts of the room uncovered, such as the beds, toilets, and containment foam sprayers. Barrow Chrysanthemum and Barrow both had a cell for now. Both were powerful Shakers who weren't restricted to line of sight.
The Observe ability I included in the cell was just for me. On one hand, I needed to know if the cells were occupied so I could budget my MP correctly. Each cell cost 160 MP/min to maintain, but gave back 180 MP/min per parahuman prisoner. On the other hand, I also wanted to know exactly who were deemed dangerous enough to bother using them on. Barrow was a given, but I'd been asked to provide two.
I agreed. Between my pods and our armor, I had MP to spare. The two rooms more than doubled my costs (if they were empty), but Dhalsim made me able to afford it. So I made sure to keep an eye on whomever was placed there.
I was surprised when I Observed the second occupant.
[?]
Nothing. At least until a second had passed and their power was suppressed.
[Mary Goings (Barrow Chrysanthemum)
Obscure
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: Lost Garden
Origin: ?
Mary Goings was born in Vermont to a family on the verge of divorce. Her father left her mother when she was two, and Mary can't remember him. It was only one year later when she first got her taste of showbiz. Her mother entered her into the Young Miss Vermont Pageant, which Mary won. It made her feel closer to her mother and pretty, so she eagerly asked to continue.
Her next four years were a blur. Her mother started giving her Mountain Dew and Red Bull for an extra pageant 'kick'. This led to bigger shows and more potent drugs. Mary loved it. She was pretty and her mother loved her. She was seven years old when her mother remarried. Todd claimed to love her, but their relationship was anything but father and daughter.
He was never physically abusive with her, not in any way that would leave bruises. Her mother wasn't so lucky. Todd's demanding attitude began to weigh on Mary. She was no longer her mother's pretty little princess. Thankfully, the only plastic surgery they could afford was Botox injections. As always, Mary agreed.
It wasn't until she was eleven that she decided to run away. She planned for everything. A ransom note left at their door. A window shattered from the outside. Large muddy footprints from Todd's boots. Enough money stolen to last her for weeks. A wig and heels to let her pass herself off as old enough to take a bus.
She escaped to New York, but was surprised to see her story in the papers. Her parents went on talk shows to plead to her fictional abductors. They even started a petition for Thinkers to help them. Mary panicked. Her plans were under too much scrutiny. They'd find her, and things would be worse than before. She just wanted to hide!
Mary Triggered.
She seemed to have an innate knowledge of where to hide. The best Thinkers in the world reported that she was dead. Mary was happy for a short while, until her money ran out. Lost and alone, she stumbled on a magical forest. Barrow took her in. He was gentle and kind, just like she always thought her father would've been. Even when he was more forceful, he was still nicer than Todd.
She was happy once again. However the years that followed weren't as kind. Mary began to see flashes of Todd in Barrow's behavior. Her ability let his entire group hide, and she knew he'd never let her go. She was lucky. Barrow never let Barrow Lotus touch his other parahumans. Mary still saw. She was too good at hiding. Even Barrow Dandelion couldn't keep her away from Lotus' grove. She now lives in fear of when the other shoe will drop and it will be her turn.
Barrow Chrysanthemum's power lets her find shelter and evade detection. She has an innate sense of obstacles and sight lines. This lets her avoid most wide-spread attacks. It also nullifies most other information powers in a wide area if she concentrates. It can muddle people's perceptions, including their sense of direction.
Debuffs:
Driven to Conflict
Memory Loss
Debility-Dependency-Dread Syndrome - Mild
Alcoholism
Addicted - Opioids
Withdrawal
Obsession ('Pretty')
Deep-Seeded Fear ('Barrow')]
*Extreme anger effect negated by Gamer's Mind.
That was depressing. I knew enough to know that most capes didn't have a happy life, but I was still shocked. I was in the enviable category of having a nice life before having a very bad day. Stories like Mary's were why I was going to go through with my plan.
I could see the occupant's debuffs. That let me know when they were asleep. It was at 3 A.M. that I struck. The small Inventory Pill I'd summoned inside Barrow's trachea was still in his lungs. Most Inventory Cubes that I summon are an inch wide, but I can make them smaller. A smaller size does hamper it a little, but it should still be sufficient. The tiny object may look like a cube, but it was actually a sphere. Even then, Barrow had barely choked it down when it appeared in the back of his throat. I found it nicely fitting that it was his yelling and need for a deep breath that allowed me to assassinate him. Of course if it went into his stomach instead then I'd need to use an alternate plan, one that wasn't so subtle.
The summoned pill was affected by Power Drain, but I could afford it. Even with the drain from Barrow gone, I would still be able to support the pill. Barrow was evil, and I was going to kill him.
I didn't have a quest, and I wasn't going to get a reward. Actually, I might get some exp, but that wasn't why I was going to do this. Barrow Venus might've killed people, but the blood was on Barrow's hands as well. He directed her to do it. He brainwashed vulnerable children and took advantage of them. Sure, he wasn't at the level of Jack, but he still was someone that the world was better off without.
Part of me wondered what right I had to chose. No one had elected me. A judge might even find Barrow guilty and that his death was warranted. Even if that wasn't the case, he'd probably still get sent to the Birdcage. I admit, he most likely wouldn't be dangerous there - not that I knew any details, but no one had ever escaped. Barrow can't be the first Shaker they'd imprisoned. Hell, he would probably get shanked for pissing everyone else off with his stupid trees.
Another possibility was that he'd be let go, or sent to a lesser jail. He could argue that his personal crimes weren't serious. That would mean that one day he might escape. Either of those options was unacceptable.
The main issue, I thought, were all the people he had already hurt. Those that he had swayed with drugs and lies. Others that had been subjected to actual torture. What would they think? Would they live in fear of him? Would they still see him as a God-King? Would the mere thought that he might come for them one day keep them up at night? I would do this even if Mary was the only one. I'd sworn to kill Jack, but I wasn't going to stop there. It might be the influence of their Shards, but some people were beyond redemption. I dreaded the day when the Slaughterhouse Nine came for me, and I wasn't going to let Barrow's victims live in fear.
To that end, I wasn't going to rely on anyone else. If someone deserved to die, I'd do it with my own two hands - figuratively speaking.
I'd spent too much time thinking about this already. I had my pill start to draw in air. The rate was slower than normal, probably due to its size. I'd waited for him to be in 'Deep Sleep', which I assumed was a REM cycle. Or was that the complete opposite? No matter, the debuff was what I was waiting for. The actual mechanics hardly mattered. With any luck, he wouldn't wake up ever again. My pill ran out of air to Inventory, and he gained 'Physical Deformity - Lungs' as they collapsed. Next came 'Unconscious'. Then...
*You have defeated Barrow! You gain +8,000 exp!
*By performing a special action, your 'Murderer' title has improved.
I felt... nothing. No satisfaction of ridding the world of him. No guilt for ending his life. Yeah, I'm not normal anymore. Somehow that realization also doesn't faze me.
I released the same exact air I'd taken. No telling if the PRT could analyze any subtle, yet distinct differences that would show up to some Tinker or Thinker. With the deed done, I let the pill vanish. I Observed 2 PRT medics that came into the room moments later. Unfortunately, looking at their bios didn't let me know any more details about the situation or how they were reacting.
This might raise suspicions about how safe my power suppression was. The Butcher, Barrow, and Barrow Chrysanthemum. One brain-dead, one dead, and one fine. Not the best track record. Of course, there were also Venus and Cactus. I'd suppressed them with no long-lasting damage. Well, that's a problem for the future.
Satisfied that they weren't trying or weren't capable of reviving Barrow, I went back to studying. Since I needed to stay by Riley and provide her with Gamer's Mind it seemed like the best use of my time. Especially since Crafting seemed locked behind a bunch of skills I had previously thought had little to no use.
Blegh.
My memories as Jagat were strange. He was still active during the time I'd been dis-connected from him, but it was fuzzy. Honestly, time during the night all blended together anyways. Grinding was monotonous at the best of times, and he/I had been meditating to maintain some gnome crones. So I wasn't sure what the effect was like from the other side, or if it'd had any long term consequences.
Of course, as Jagat I woke up long before everyone else. Two hours of sleep was enough for me, so I went to bed last and got up first. I'd explained that I needed to drain their power to maintain the suits, and Noelle volunteered. In fact, she felt relieved. I didn't need my notifications to tell that she was still scared of her power. Honestly, I didn't blame her.
Even if she did go insane and start making clones, at least she wouldn't be eating people. Of course, we had no idea what a 'fixed' clone of her was like. Heck, they might be mindless automatons like my summons.
I was using my free time to study. Many heads made light work, or something like that. In any case, I didn't have any spare MP to grind with, but I did have an internet connection. While my original self had a full encyclopedia of biology books - courtesy of Riley, I was studying 'computers'.
I think my power was very generous with that skill. It seemed to cover both programming (which was where I assumed I got my initial rank from), and construction. So while I couldn't practice physically building anything, I'd found several programming websites.
It honestly wasn't that hard, at least for now. My latest example code compiled and ran. Huzzah! Looking ahead, I'm not sure how much more progress I can make with just a laptop. I needed to find a tutorial about servers.
It was as good of a time as any to take a break. Krouse's meeting with Accord was in 5 hours. Chainman had said that he was the defacto ruler of the Boston underground. He'd also gone on to tell us that Accord was a 'neat freak' and a 'true psycho'. Krouse thought his information on how to approach the man was well worth the five grand he'd spent.
I agreed.
It was less than a week since we'd driven to Boston. Krouse said that was fine. It was better to make sure you were announcing yourselves correctly than to rush it and screw things up. I didn't anticipate any problems with our request. Accord seemed to run the underground the same way that Uppercrust did. Some crimes were permitted, others weren't. Blasto was an enemy of his because of the drugs the Tinker sold.
Accord didn't like drugs or drinking.
The problem was that Boston was a big city, and Accord had impossible standards. His Ambassadors were said to be the best of the best. They were also heavily outnumbered. Unlike the Elite, he didn't have any capes that could empower regular people.
The end result was that his grip on the city was lighter. He mainly came down on parahumans that broke his rules. The other gangs then kept the regular criminals in line.
At least that was the situation I had put together from what Chainman told us and what was on PHO.
[Exploding Arrow
A Tinkertech arrow that explodes upon impact.
Rank E]
Well, that was disappointing. I was hoping that I'd be able to craft upwards. Exploding Arrows needed computer parts of Rank D or higher. If I could turn those into Rank C Exploding Arrows, then I could just use those for more expensive recipes.
Well, my computer skill was only 3. That was only one more than the minimum necessary for creating these arrows, so I shouldn't be disappointed just yet. It makes sense that better items come from having a higher skill.
I wonder... Riley must have an amazing biology level. I could probably grant her Crafting with Power Drain... Could I give her recipes? Well, only one way to find out!
...
[Medical Spider
A Tinkertech Spider designed to help with various medical tasks.
Rank A]
It had taken Riley some doing to figure out how to activate Crafting. The end result looked a lot like summoning, but took significantly longer for her. I guess she didn't have the MP that I did. My Observing of her end product gave me the same recipe that her previous spiders did.
[Medical Spider
100 MP
Biology 70
Computers 50
Computer Material (Rank C+) x 4.
Biological Material (Rank D+) x 2.]
"Awww... it's so cute!" Riley gushed over her new pet. Just like my crafting, the materials had vanished into a swirling blue ball and the end result came out. Another similarity was the appearance. The spider Riley had made was pixelized. "Now I really am your sister!" She looked up at me and beamed. "We're the pixel siblings!" Her eyebrows raised. "Oh! I wonder if it's too late to change our cape names? You can be Pixel Brother and I can be Pixel Sister!"
"Sorry, but I think it is. The PRT has us on file. Not to mention PHO."
**Riley is dejected.
"But I can make video game monsters now!"
I picked her up and placed her on the operating table before sitting down next to her. "Don't worry about it." I put my arm over her shoulder. "There are all those threads speculating about us right? I'm pretty sure most people think I'm your brother."
"Or my father." She let out a giggle. "How silly!"
"Besides, I think Bit is a much cuter name."
"Oh! That's a good point!" She picked up her spider and raised it above her head, looking at it from below. "Do you think that it's made out of pixels, or is it more like you?"
"You mean if pixels are surrounding something that already exists?"
"Yeah!"
"That's simple enough to test." I pulled my Exploding Arrow out of my Inventory, before thinking about the possible consequences. "I wonder where I can find a bomb range... Never mind, I can make my own."
I stood up and summoned a gnome on the table. "What's the gnome for?"
"I'm going to have him break the arrow I made while he's inside a reinforced box."
"Oh, that is a good idea." She patted me on the shoulder before hopping down. "I'm sure you'll do better in the future. You should have seen the kind of stuff I made when I first started Tinkering."
**Riley is sympathetic.
She's not wrong, the arrow is a Rank E... but she doesn't know that! I shake my head as I summon a box around the gnome. Heat and Physical resistance should work. I take over the gnome's senses and have it Observe the arrow while snapping it over its knee.
No explosion. That makes me even more nervous. I mean, the thing's supposed to be able to explode. I have the gnome spend several minutes smashing it to splinters. When I finally dismiss the box and gnome, all that's left are some un-pixelized shards.
Riley stands up from playing with her new spider, and peers over the table. "Interesting." She pokes the remains. "What did you make it out of?"
"A cell phone."
"Hmmmm..." She hummmed to herself. "I don't see any parts that resemble that."
"Do you have the supplies on-hand to make another spider?"
"Well, I had to crack open one of my old ones to make this guy." She tickled her new pet. "The mechanical parts aren't too hard. There's still plenty of supplies left over. I need to recycle the brains since I don't have any fresh ones."
"Fresh brains?"
"Yeah! I haven't harvested anyone in a while, so the only brains I have are those that were in the spiders you brought." She paused. "Oh, duh, you're thinking about Mr. Price's brain. Don't worry." She waved at me. "I wouldn't waste a parahuman's brain on a spider, and we'd need it to try and revive him anyways."
"..." Her spiders had HUMAN brains controlling them? I mean, I knew Bonesaw did some fucked up stuff, but still.
*Horror condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
"Hey, Riley. Why don't you put your new spider through the paces? See how it compares to the old ones. It might blend with the Met costume better."
"Oh! That's a good idea!" She skipped to a cabinet and pulled out a yellow cube. It expanded into the Met Factory and she put her new spider inside.
"I'm going to look up something on the internet." I told her before I teleported away. I had to clear my head. Gamer's Mind had done a good job, but that was a bombshell. She'd turned her victims into spider-bots. Even without an emotional response, it was still disturbing. Were they conscious? Were they trapped in some sort of fate worse than death?
I sunk down into a chair in the living room. This was going to be an interesting conversation. Riley just didn't see the world the same way other people did. A dead body wasn't the remains of someone, it was spare parts. A brain had no more value than a spleen in her eyes. I needed something to distract myself.
I opened up PHO and browsed the Dallas boards. Soundwave was dead. Had Jack killed him because I'd told him that I liked him? He wasn't the only casualty, but the thought stuck in my head. Especially since it had been reported that the Protectorate had lost very few people. The Slaughterhouse Nine had showed up for one day before seemingly vanishing into thin air.
The popular opinion was the Eidolon was the reason. Dallas was in his back-yard almost, and the Protectorate had come out in force. The thing was, there wasn't much carnage at all. It was almost as if Shatterbird announced them after the fact...
Oh God. That's what she did. Jack didn't let them run wild. He'd set his pieces in place before pulling the trigger. A variation of the game we'd pulled on the Fallen. I read page after page. I needed to see if things lined up like I'd thought.
Hatchet Face had killed three heroes. An ambush that caught them just as Shatterbird sang. Burnscar hadn't killed any heroes this time, she'd just set fires indiscriminately. Shatterbird was obviously there, but wasn't seen fighting any capes. There were also no sightings of the Siberian, Mannequin, Bonesaw or Jack himself. Crawler had attacked their headquarters, and taken out five heroes before Eidolon arrived and killed him.
Speculation ran wild.
I had to wonder if this was some plan of Jack's. Surely he wouldn't get Crawler killed on purpose. No, Ned most likely jumped at the chance to fight Eidolon. The question was why Jack let him.
'Let' might be a strong word. I wasn't sure how potent Jack's control was. He spoke to Shards, and the Shards spoke to their hosts. That hadn't been enough to have Riley stay... Of course, I did kinda ambush her with some facts. I also had a pretty high reputation with her...
I froze. Was I Mastering people just like Jack? Optimize took some of his power. That wasn't that outlandish of a possibility. Dear Lord...
*Guilt condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Sorrow condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
I took a deep breath.
If I did that to Riley... I'd have to tell her. I have her best interests at heart. That has to count for something right?
Of course, Jack also pushed her towards what his twisted mind thought was 'best'.
Riley sketched on some paper. Chantilly's dress, er, body was so cute! It gave her ideas that she just had to try. Now that Kevin had gotten his Crafting Perk, it was time to put it to good use!
Cute dresses!
She bit her lip. The problem was that his new power needed both a 'blueprint' and a 'skill'. Well, her colored pictures would have to satisfy the first part. She was able to sew perfectly, so that should account for any needed skill. It wouldn't be the first time she'd repurposed her power towards this end. She might not have made a dress from scratch before, but she'd modified more than her fair share.
She could totally wear it at Chantilly's next appointment! They could be twins!
...Well, she'd have to leave the armor on underneath, but Tilly's dress was so fluffy it wouldn't matter! They'd still look the same size.
She had to concentrate. Her tongue poked out the side of her mouth as she drew. It made her feel cute, which helped her focus.
A knock on the door caused her to look up. Kevin entered the room. Her brother looked like he'd gotten some bad news. "What is it?" She left her blueprints on the floor as she stood up. "Did something happen?"
Kevin glanced away. "Yeah." His eyebrows immediately creased. "It's nothing new! You don't have to worry!" He turned and locked eyes with her. "It's nothing bad, or it might be bad, but I also might be over thinking things."
Uh oh. It looked like he needed a good long hug. So that's exactly what she gave him. She then looked up, making sure her cute little fang was on the outside for her smile. She held it for two seconds before talking. "Whatever it is, we can get through it together!"
He stiffened under her arms. Uh-oh. She could see the muscles that were commonly associated with stress tense up. "That's... I don't know how to say this." God, he was so easy to read when he wasn't trying to hide things.
"Just spit it out." Holding it in was obviously doing him no good.
He frowned before nodding. "Right. Here it goes. You know how Jack unconsciously manipulates people through their Shards?"
"Yes?" Her eyes narrowed.
"And you know how my Shard picks up... data? pieces? powers? from other Shards?" She nodded. Where was he going with this? "What if I'm doing that also? What if I'm doing that to you?"
Riley stared at him. Could he really mean that? This wasn't a joke right? She pushed him away.
"Bwah ha ha ha ha!" She couldn't contain herself. It wasn't a cute little giggle, but it was just too funny! She had to hold her stomach she was laughing so hard!
"Riley? Are you okay?"
It took her a while to calm down enough to talk. "Oh man, THAT's why you came in here looking like it was the end of the world?" She rolled her eyes. "Of course that's what you're doing!" Her big brother was such a dope sometimes.
"What?"
"I mean, I didn't think it was a secret." She shook her head. "Remember what I told you when you first used Gamer's Mind on me?"
"Kinda."
She playfully slapped his arm. "Silly. I told you that it muted my emotions towards you right? That I still loved you, but it wasn't as much?"
"Yes?"
She rolled her eyes again. "Well why would it do that if those emotions weren't 100% my own?"
"Wait, so I am Mastering you, but you're okay with it?"
"Geez, do I have to spell it out?" She shook her head. "You're just amplifying what's already there. I can hardly object seeing as how you've bent over backwards for me." She couldn't help it. She hugged him again. "You rescued me from Jack. If you had to Master me to do it, then I'm more than fine with that." She gave him an extra hard squeeze. "Besides, you remove it every night! What kind of evil Master does that?"
"Well..."
"Stupid Brother!" Oh that felt good. She'd been waiting to deliver that line. "Besides," She continued. "It only goes up when somebody actually appreciates what you've done right?"
"Yeah."
"So I think it's more like a little reminder of how much you helped them that stays around." Riley paused to think before letting out a giggle. "I mean, I can still remember the look on your face when you agreed to give me your arm! That was so nice!"
"I guess it might be similar to how my mental stats increase."
"Oh?"
"Every time they've gone up because of my actions, I sort of still feel 'in the zone' afterwards." He frowned. "I guess it's just reinforcing what's there?"
Riley froze. Had her big brother been acting different since he dramatically raised his charisma? She needed better data. She could see his brain adjusting, but with his breaker state active it was impossible to tell exactly what was happening.
That was something she'd have to think on. In the meantime, her brother needed a little more support.
"Kevin." She took his face in her hands and locked eyes with him. "You've gotten negative reputation before, right?" He nodded. "Do you think you're Mastering people to hate you?"
"I mean... I might be?"
Riley rolled her eyes. "Trust me on this. There's more to the Manton effect than 'you can't teleport that guy's spleen'. It protects parahumans. A teleporter can't appear inside something. A fire wielder can't burn themselves, at least not with fire they've directly made. A Master can't make people attack themselves, at least not accidentally." Kevin seemed to be wavering. Now for the killing blow! "I'm sure there's a bit of a Master effect involved, otherwise Gamer's Mind wouldn't do anything." She let go and held up a finger. "However! It's clearly more of a measuring power. Something that lets you know how other people respond to you." She gave a nod. "So it has more in common with your Charisma stat than anything else."
Ah, there is was. A half-smile. Good. It wouldn't be nice for a little sister not to be there for her brother.
"How'd the meeting go?" Noelle asked her boyfriend as he entered the motel room. She still smiled when she thought of their room. They got to use a motel! No more warehouses or abandoned buildings to hide her.
Krouse took off his top hat and ran his fingers through his long hair. "Pretty good. Chainman's info was good."
"So is he as big of douche as everyone says?" Cody asked.
Noelle noticed their field leader stiffen for a second before Pixel's, no, Jagat's costume flowed around his head. The change in posture was immediate as he visibly calmed down. "If anything he's more uptight than they say."
"But?"
"But he wants to have a face-to-face with the person in charge."
Noelle froze. She almost instinctively retreated inside her costume before she stopped herself. Feeling calm was fine, and using it to make sure that the Simurgh wouldn't manipulate them anymore was great. Using Pixel's tech to run away from an uncomfortable situation? That was bad. She immediately squished the thought that he was purposely trying to addict them and answered. "He wants to see me?" She took a deep breath. "Fine. I can do that."
Krouse shook his head. "No. Not you. He wants to meet the person that hired us."
"Pixel?" She raised an eyebrow as Jagat looked up from his laptop.
"Accord didn't explicitly say that." Her boyfriend slumped down in a chair. "But the implications were there." He cleared is throat. "Of course, before I let you bring back such a cache of technology, I would have to meet the person that would be using it face-to-face. Handing such a prize to an agent of chaos is unthinkable."
Jagat rubbed his temples. "So he didn't mention my name?"
"No."
"Very well." Jagat stood up. "The sooner the better. Pixel is attracting a lot of attention right now. I just need to show up when he's seen in public."
*A new quest has triggered: Reaching an Accord
[Reaching an Accord
Accord wishes to meet you. Stay on his good side, and convince him that Blasto's tech will be in good hands.
Make a good impression with Accord.
Success: +5,000 exp; increased reputation with Accord; increased reputation with the Ambassadors]
[Kevin Greenhouse (Killer/Pixel/Jagat)
The Gamer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: The Elite
Title: Murderer IV (+200% damage to helpless targets)
Level: 25 (14,500/25,000 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: 10
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 (8/9):
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, Gourmet)
Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Fire Control
Silica Control
Juggernaut
Strength Enhancement
Pain Control
Shaping
Debuff Control
Momentum
Ears of Babel
Expansion
Skills:
Acting: 25
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics: 7
Biology: 14
Computers: 3
Cooking: 4
Craft (Armor) 1
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Cold): 4 - 20%
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 (Str Damage): 1 - 5%
Resistance (Temporal): 26 - 95.7%
Stealth: 22
Unarmed Combat: 39
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
Reaching an Accord
Debuffs:
None]
