"Sorry about this little buddy." I stroked Boo's 'fur' as I held him.
I wanted to Craft my new gun to see what it did, but one million MP was a sizable chunk. It would take me a long time to generate that much, and I had to focus on Crafting while I did it. Normally, that would exclude using Meditation to boost my regeneration rate, but Dhalsim let me overcome that particular hurdle.
Even with my minion's boost, it would still take me most of a week of non-stop Crafting - if my estimations were correct. I could afford a full stack of 10 of the first 3 levels of fatigue debuffs. 'Tired' reduced Con by 1 per stack. 'Exhausted' reduced 2. 'Dead on your feet' reduced 3. Max levels in each would reduce my Con by 60.
Survivable, but it wouldn't be pleasant and it would also take some time to recover.
Jagat could combine his MP to speed things along - both his and MP gained via Power Drain. It would help, but it wouldn't match the amount Dhalsim was already generating. Stopping providing Sibby Observe would also reduce her drain on my MP.
I could stay awake for 16 hours with no ill effects. I regularly pushed that to 22 hours in exchange for 2 'Tired' debuffs, which I healed with sleep. I'd kept that schedule up ever since I'd arrived in New York - there just always seemed like there was an unending list of things that I needed to do.
I need to get more stupid checks so I can see about buying more property to expand my base. Plus I needed to work on getting an army ready for the next Endbringer which is going to show up in a month or two. Plus work with Cask in New York. Plus work with Dragon on refining my blueprints, among other things. Plus fix the Simurgh Bombs. Plus help Sibby with whatever she's up to nowadays. Plus design my video game (for both fun & skill levels). Plus keep Riley entertained. Plus help Newter and Gregor. Plus work on my other skills. Plus train with Sibby. Plus help Panacea. Plus figure out a way to get reputation with Taylor.
Man it was depressing when I thought about all the things that I needed to do. I miss the Travelers and our gaming sessions.
I should spend more time with Riley too...
I let out a sigh. Putting so many things on hold to Craft the gun would be worth it if it was as powerful as I thought it was.
Regardless, I probably could go for at least 90 hours without sleep before I died. I should be able to generate the necessary MP during that time frame with Dhalsim's help. Add on another day to heal my debuffs... and I could do it. Possibly. It would really suck if my calculations were off because of some aspect I didn't know about or had overlooked.
Before I did something like that, I wanted to know exactly what I was getting - especially since adding the proper Perks could wildly swing the Golden Gun's usefulness. I could revive my unique Summons, but it had cost me exp when they'd died. I'd dismissed Jagat without a penalty - aside from a cool down timer, so I was hoping the same held true for my Crafted minions.
So here I was, with Boo in my hands. As sad as it was to say it, he was my most expendable of minions. Accord's and Legend's suits would've worked better, but I didn't have access to them. I supposed Riley's suit wasn't as vital since Jack was dead, but I wasn't going to risk some unknown Thinker having free range to track down Bonesaw.
Riley's Met Factory was too important to her - and it allowed her to have helpers without using human brains.
Dhalsim provided too much MP to risk losing.
Little Mac was my best fighter.
Gray Fox was invaluable for keeping my mini-map working, and thus letting me teleport around town.
Boo was a mix of Little Mac and Gray Fox. If I had to potentially lose two, I'd keep Boo to try and cover what the two of them did, but I only needed to sacrifice one minion to test to see if they could come back.
Unfortunately, that meant Boo. I looked down at my cute little rodent. I knew that this Boo wasn't the same one I'd Summoned to help me in New York - at least not the first one. The original Boo had been a regular Summons - unique only in that I'd given him a name. Still, I felt closer to him than I did my other creations.
"Don't worry." I stroked his fur again. He didn't look like it, but he felt fuzzy. "You'll be back, better than ever." I'd leveled Crafting twice since I'd used it to create Boo. When this worked, I'd be able to upgrade him...
I closed my eyes, and willed Boo out of existence.
*Unique Summons deactivated.
No time to re-spawn? That was great news - especially since Boo wouldn't be lasting much longer the next time I Crafted him since I was going to try out my new Ephemeral trait. I didn't need the cost reduction, but I wanted to know as many details as possible about my new ability.
While Pixel experimented with Crafting, I daydreamed about video games. I'd identified Taylor's school, and was paying attention to it from halfway across the city... but it was just so boring and depressing. Brooke's Creek had been a small town. My experience in school mainly consisted of me paying attention in class, thinking about whatever game I was playing, or reading a book. The snide remarks, the pranks, and the sheer pettiness were things I'd never experienced.
I couldn't really say that they hadn't existed. I'd never been the most observant person, but I knew I'd stood out. No one else read books while walking down the hallway. No one else carried a collapsible umbrella around every day. I'd heard people talk. Some asked me why, and I'd told them the truth. I'd brought it one day when it rained, and it seemed to be good idea to have it on hand for the future. So I put it in my backpack and that was that.
I got the feeling that standing out in Winslow wouldn't have been pleasant. I also had to wonder what I would've done if my best friend had turned on me. Brought up my father. Mocked me.
*Depression effect negated by Gamer's Mind.
I sighed. I felt better, but also worse in a different way.
At least I understood Taylor a little bit better, but I couldn't bring in Riley to fix her problems.
Honestly, I was stumped on what to do. My Babel Perks let me access computer hard drives if I was physically in contact with them. I could save the sights and sounds my hidden cameras were broadcasting easily. It wouldn't be hard to put together a video of bullying clips and upload it somewhere or hand it off the police anonymously or something. The question was, would that help?
Possibly.
Would it raise Taylor's reputation level?
Less likely.
I was pretty sure that Optimize could influence people's opinion of me - even if they didn't know why they were being affected. So I could shine a spotlight on Taylor's situation without directly involving Pixel. The cameras would have to be removed first, just in case, but there was already enough footage after one day.
The issue was that I didn't think Taylor would want to be forced onto center stage like that. Her actions during the day were of someone desperately trying to avoid confrontation. Personally, I would've gone to the teachers, but then again my mother had been one. The fact that Taylor hadn't asked for help - at least today - would seem to imply that she didn't want to.
I didn't know if it was the result of not trusting the faculty, not seeing the point, a desire to avoid anything to do with the situation, lingering feelings for her friend, or something else entirely. The fact was that I couldn't predict her response. I could just as easily lose reputation as gain it if I acted too rashly.
[Boo
Str 20. Dex 85. Con 20. Observe. Teleportation lvl 3. Summoning lvl 4. Inventory lvl 1. Lucky Fate lvl 1. Lucky Screen lvl 1. Power Drain lvl 3.]
One-use creatures vanished after 1 minute of activity, or after they used an ability. It wasn't worth the discount. Thankfully, I was able to continue Crafting Boo after he burnt out.
Of course, now I have a small pile of dead miniature giant space hamsters... I'm sure Riley will find a use for them.
The big lessons were that I could 'kill' off my Unique Summons and Craft them again. This would let me utilize my higher level of Crafting to add more powers. It also let me re-think my decisions.
I could upgrade Boo's Inventory to bypass his range restriction. There wasn't a way to make a swarm of Inventory-capable rodents. Boo's clones didn't get Boo's upgrades. If I still had Summoning, I could probably increase their abilities by granting Boo access to level 5. But I didn't.
So I decided to go an alternative route. I'd design Boo, Little Mac, and Gray Fox to counter the Endbringers. At least as much as possible. Boo would never be a physical threat, but the Lucky Perks might just allow it to confuse the Simurgh.
Probably not, but it was worth a shot. A mobile, shielded spawner for other things in my Inventory would get targeted quickly. The longer he lived before getting smashed by a bus the better.
Before I remodeled anyone else, there was another Unique item I wanted to test. I started the Crafting process. Hopefully nothing will require my attention for the rest of the day.
...
*A new hidden quest has triggered: Epic Grade Gear
*Epic Grade Gear complete! +100,000 Exp.
*You have leveled up! You gain +5 ability points!
*You have leveled up! You gain +5 ability points! You gain +1 Perk!
[Epic Grade Gear
Craft an item of Rank S or higher.
Success: variable EXP based on the rank of the item created]
Damn. I wish I knew how to whistle, 'cause this felt like it deserved a low, long one. It made me even more eager to see what the result was.
[Golden Gun
This weapon has access to the sum total of your powers combined with the ability to cancel any wavelength.
Rank SSS.]
It didn't look impressive, but it was familiar. Optimize had made it appear like the special weapon from Goldeneye.
Similarly, the description didn't sound that great. Cancel wavelengths? What exactly did that mean? I'd spent nearly an entire day on this...
...and I could 'talk' to it.
It contained my Babel Perks, and responded to my question. The answer to what it could do was... almost anything. Matter, energy, powers... all of them were waves of some sort, and my Golden Gun could send out the exact counter-wave to still them. I needed to find something to test it on.
...
10 seconds. That was what my one-shot amounted to. It wasn't long, but it was enough to get a basic understanding before my weapon vanished. Mundane materials vanished almost instantly - the golden beam drilled through sand, rock, and metal at the same rate.
Living Handkerchiefs with Damage Resistance (Physical) lasted longer. Damage Resistance (Radiation) even more so. I'd run out of charge before I could continue my tests. Neither Riley nor Sibby would be a good person to test the 'anti-power' waves. I suspected that it would be the same as my Crafted items. Each parahuman was unique and producing the precise counter-waves for their power would take time.
Crafting a permanent Golden Gun was tempting, but the drawbacks would be significant. First, I wasn't 100% certain I could pull it off. I'd never stayed awake that long, and even focusing on Crafting for several hours had been straining. Second, just how much MP would it take to fire the thing? I knew my single-use version had enough juice for 10 seconds. How long would I have to charge the real thing to fill it up? I got the feeling that I'd only get one shot with it in a fight regardless. Finally, I could use the temporary version in a way that I'd never consider otherwise.
...As Crafting material.
Using a higher Rank material produced a significantly better result. Crude let me use junk as Rank D. My Iron Giants were also Rank D, but they counted as computers and I was confident I'd get them to Rank C soon enough. I could continue to chain Crafted items to reach Rank B or A, but not SSS.
I didn't even know that there was a Rank S, much less Rank SS or Rank SSS - assuming that was the progression.
Using Golden Guns to Craft an army wouldn't be cost-efficient. Using them to make personal equipment or elite units might be. No amount of cannon fodder would help hurt any of my true opponents. Distract, yes. Disable, possibly. Injure, the outer layers sure. Getting to the insides would take something more.
Something special.
Not that I could test just HOW effective my proposed elites would be, but I should have a month to build them before making a final decision.
After all, a one-shot gun might be less useful than a reusable one, but either of them would be better with other high-ranking items.
...Too bad it's not living, otherwise I could give Boo, Little Mac, Gray Fox, and Dhalsim a much bigger upgrade.
Speaking of which:
[Little Mac
Str 80. Dex 140. Con 80. Unarmed Combat. Damage Resistance (Physical). Teleportation lvl 3. Inventory lvl 1. Threat Sense lvl 1. Rapid Regeneration lvl 1. Power Drain lvl 3.]
[Dhalsim
Str 80. Dex 25. Con 60. Unarmed Combat. Damage Resistance (Gravity). Meditation. Malleable. Teleportation lvl 3. Inventory lvl 1. Damage Resistance (Physical). Damage Resistance (Heat). Power Drain lvl 3.]
[Gray Fox
Thief II
Str 10. Dex 50. Con 20. Stealth. Teleportation lvl 3. Summoning lvl 2. Inventory lvl 1. Damage Resistance (Physical). Damage Resistance (Electricity). Power Drain lvl 3.]
Little Mac stood the greatest chance of keeping up with Leviathan. Threat Sense and Rapid Regeneration should hopefully combine with his innate Damage Resistance (Physical) to keep him alive. He was also the only minion that I thought could react quickly enough for Threat Sense to matter.
Dhalsim wouldn't be fighting, but some extra resistances should make it harder for him to be collateral damage.
Gray Fox wouldn't be going toe to toe with Behemoth, but he could provide the same benefit as Boo - mainly un-Inventorying troops. I figured that lightning bolts were Behemoth's quickest attack, and it wasn't like I could shield him completely from a dynakinetic in any event.
I wonder what Riley's been up to while I've Crafted and spied on a teenage girl.
"Stupid Big Brother!" Riley mumbled to herself.
"What was that?" Panacea asked.
"Oh, nothing!" Riley modulated her voice to be sing-song. No need to worry her new soon-to-be sister about her brother. "Pixel is just busier than normal today, I'm sure he'll talk to you soon!"
"T-That's alright!" Panacea held her palms up. "I'm sure whatever he's doing is important." The other girl let out a sigh. "I should make my rounds. We can talk later."
"Are you sure you don't want to come with me to help Newter? The skin we've created is top-notch! With your help, he could be human-looking in no time!"
Aw! She made the other girl blush.
"No." The red-faced girl shook her head. "I understand the whole 'greater good' thing about helping him control his power. Not to mention the humanitarian angle. A happier villain is less likely to hurt people, and Faultline's crew doesn't get involved in local disputes..."
"But?" Riley prompted.
"But they're still villains." Panacea frowned. "I couldn't associate with them. It's not what New Wave stands for."
Riley chewed on her lip behind her mask. The chemicals it secreted helped calm her down. It was worrying how much Panacea was hung up on things like who was a villain. It threatened to keep her from being good sister material.
The other parahuman had clearly enjoyed their collaboration. It was equally obvious that her Shard was rewarding her. The subtle signs would've been missed by anyone else, but Bonesaw knew enough about involuntary physical reactions to tell when someone was enjoying themselves. Whatever... manipulation their Shards could do, it was clear that Panacea's was adamant about getting its host to do ANYTHING besides healing.
Unique cases. Odd biologies. Fascinating wounds. None of those mattered as long as the ultimate goal was to heal. If this was skin that was designed only to help someone? That would've resulted in stress chemicals, or at the very least in withholding pleasurable ones.
...Or at least THAT's what she would do if she was an alien creature that craved conflict and connected to its hosts via a tumor. Could she surgically adjust the Gemma's connection so that it could no longer access those parts of the brain?
Hmmm...
It wasn't a thought she'd had before. Was that because it wasn't something Bonesaw would think? Something Jack wouldn't let her think? Or something her Shard wouldn't?
"You don't have to go just yet." Riley wanted to grab the other girl's hand, but that would get... complicated if she could sense her modifications though Kevin's suit. Given the amount that she'd freaked out over a little bit of neurotoxins, letting her see the really nasty stuff wouldn't go over well.
...For that matter, why hadn't she disposed of all the plagues yet? Another thought that had just never seemed to pop into her mind before.
Odd.
"What else is there to do?" Panacea asked. "The skin is, well, perfect. No waste. No excretions of any kind without a voluntary nerve signal."
"We could add hair."
"I guess."
Oh! A smile! That's Riley 1, Panacea 0!
"...but there are still people that need me."
Shoot!
Should she offer to spar with the other girl? Her Shard would like that, but Panacea herself probably wouldn't.
Riley settled for giving her a sad little wave. She then started packing her latest work away.
Riley ► Are you done with whatever you've spent the whole day doing?
Riley ► I'm ready to come back home.
Kevin ► I'll pick you up.
The next day, I looked around the remains of the ABB's attack on the hospital. The inside of my healing tent was a grizzly sight. The entire area was blocked off with scaffolding and curtains. I wasn't sure what the hospital's plan was, but it wasn't like they could remove the bubble of frozen time. Dragon said the PRT was going to quarantine the area and hope that the effect would wear off.
That left half a dozen people trapped, alongside one unfortunate victim who'd only gotten halfway out. The bubble slowed whatever entered it until time came to a complete stop. That meant that it was possible for people to enter and get caught in the effect.
Personally, I'm surprised that they hadn't poured concrete around it to prevent just such a thing from occurring. Of course, if they had then I would've lost my chance at leveling a vital Resistance. I was largely immune already due to the scaling effect of my power. It still caused issues with Gamer's Mind, so I wanted to get it up to 100%.
*Your Resistance (Temporal) has increased 1 lvl.
It was eerie inside. There was no sound, no smells, and much fewer things interacting with Ears of Babel. I didn't understand how light could still reflect off of things. Perhaps it was due to it being both a particle and a wave? Or was time not actually stopped, just moving imperceptibly slowly?
Probably a moot point.
I made my way to the room I'd setup to meditate in while Jagat searched the city. The door wouldn't budge - another inconstancy. Air was frozen, right? Yet, I could move though it. Why couldn't I reposition solid objects?
*Your Resistance (Temporal) has increased 1 lvl.
So much for the 'easy' solution to saving the frozen people. If they were parahumans, I could use Power Drain to share my Resistance. If I still had Summoning, I could create a suit around their frozen forms to free them that way. I had multiple suits with Resistance (Temporal), but I couldn't physically put them on their frozen forms.
Perhaps if I made multiple smaller pieces? That might work - except for the shoes.
*Your Resistance (Temporal) has increased 1 lvl.
No, the best solution would be to Craft a Resistance (Temporal) tent, and place it around the entire sphere. That would let everyone escape, but wouldn't solve the underlying issue of the stasis sphere.
I let out a sigh. The Golden Gun was the obvious solution, but each time I used it meant I wouldn't be able to use it for something else. It was worth it - no way I was letting something like THIS stay in a city with Riley. If Jack was alive, I just KNOW he'd find a way to trap her inside or something worse.
*Your Resistance (Temporal) has increased 1 lvl.
I might be pessimistic, but seeing a future problem let me counter it.
...
I stepped out of the sphere. My resistance wasn't at 100% yet. I'd need several more hours to get it that high, but I'd run out of scrap in my Inventory to Craft with. Sitting around doing nothing felt nice, but also wasteful.
I think Panacea and I both share the same burden. It felt wrong to do nothing when there were so many things that needed my personal attention. I had two bodies and I still didn't have enough hours in the day.
Armsmaster would probably commiserate with me, if what Dragon said about him being a workaholic was true. Speaking of which, now that I wasn't inside the temporal zone anymore, I was picking up a signal from Dragon.
"Dragon, it's Pixel. Sorry if I haven't been answering. The stasis bubble blocks most forms of communication."
"So you were able to successfully enter and leave its zone of effect?"
I nodded, even though the other Tinker couldn't see me. "That's right. My personal field can negate the effect somewhat. Unfortunately, I couldn't remove any of the trapped civilians."
"I see."
"I have some ideas that might work though."
"That's great! I was actually getting in contact with you about the game you designed. Do you think I can borrow a prototype of the interface machine?"
"Sure. The power supply only lasts an hour. If we can get it to run on more mundane sources, then we could actually think about how it could help people." After all, playing games was the one true road to happiness.
"I'd love to see what I can do!"
"Do you want to come to the hospit-" I stepped outside the scaffolding to find a crowd had gathered while I'd been inside.
"It's Pixel!" "He's going to free the Frozen Six!" "Way to go!"
A woman with a microphone and camera crew ran ahead of the group. "Pixel, do you have any comments on the Siberian? What are your thoughts on the gangs in Brockton Bay? Are you thinking of joining New Wave?"
I took step back. This wasn't the first reporter to try and get me to give an answer or an interview. Thankfully, I knew exactly what to do. "No comment." I then teleported away.
My future sojourns into the time bubble would need to be done more stealthily. I'd left a Boo clone behind, so I could teleport inside the blocked-off area directly in the future. Or rather, Jagat would. If one of us had to meditate to keep Gamer's Mind from acting up, then it only made sense for that person to be inside the bubble.
I should've thought of that beforehand, but better late than never. Time to go wake up my other body.
...
I teleported next to Riley.
*Glory negated by Gamer's Mind.
**Panacea is surprised.
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
"Pixel!" My little sister threw her arms in the air before giving me a tackle-hug. "I was worried when you weren't answering!"
Kevin ► In party chat?
Riley ► YES!
Sibby ► :)
Kevin ► Huh, I guess I found something else that can block it besides Mary.
I patted her on the back. "Sorry. I was inside the stasis bubble. It messes with communication."
**Panacea is surprised.
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
"You were INSIDE that thing?" Victoria Dallon looked at me with wide eyes before frowning. "Actually, that makes sense, otherwise you'd have come out to fight Oni Lee instead of leaving it to your drone." She smiled. "So what? You were in a Tinker fugue and didn't notice the difference?"
I chuckled. "Something like that. It certainly is a potent effect."
"Can you break it?" Riley let go of me and stepped back.
"Given time, yes." Even if it took a Golden Gun use, I was certain I could do it. I'd rather try my temporal tent idea first - that would be reusable - even if I wound up using the Golden Gun to remove it entirely. Although, the Protectorate might want to keep it around for testing if there was a way to save people who got caught. I mean, I was effectively doing that same exact thing.
"It must be nice being a Tinker." Panacea muttered.
"It is!" Riley exclaimed.
I turned to the healer. "What makes you say that?"
She shrugged. "If you need something done, you make a machine that does it. Why build a car by hand if you can instead build an assembly line."
"Tinkertech doesn't work that way Ames." Glory Girl put her hand on her sister's shoulder. Panacea stood a little taller. "It can't be mass-produced. Even someone like Dragon has a limited number of suits."
"I think Panacea is referring to my healing devices." I looked between her and Riley. "Even Bit doesn't spend all day long treating people. Doing maintenance for the clinic in New York was tedious, but it didn't take long and I didn't have to interact with a lot of people."
Panacea's eyes locked on me. "Why did you do something like that with the mob?"
I shrugged. "Helping people is enough. I don't really care who enables me to do it." The biokinetic crossed her arms, clearly unconvinced. I turned away from her to her adopted sister. "Glory Girl." I nodded my head. "It's good to see you again."
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
"Again?"
"At the bridge the ABB blew up with an ice bomb. I was mainly working underwater, so I'm not surprised you didn't see me."
Victoria smiled. "Oh, right! Man, that was a hectic day wasn't it?"
"Are you having fun hanging out with Panacea and Bit?" I turned to my sister. "How's the skin coming along?"
"I almost have enough grown!"
"Actually," I turned back to face Victoria as she spoke. "I wanted to ask you about something Bit mentioned."
"Oh?"
"Can you really speak with powers? Do you have proof that they're intelligent?" The blonde girl began speaking quicker. "I asked my professor, and he said that it was a known theory, but there wasn't any evidence. Or at least nothing that wasn't circumstantial. That there was a statistically significant correlation with what researchers would expect from something like that being true, but no actual causation had been found."
I nodded. "I can. They are intelligent, but they don't possess the same world-view as humans." I chuckled. "At the risk of speaking of an S-class threat, calling them faeries wouldn't be wrong."
Riley ► That's a double-negative!
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
"Really?! Is the communication two-way? If it is, then we should be able to do some experiments to prove it! Like asking powers about what they can do or stuff like that. Things that you wouldn't know on your own." She paused. "Of course, that might not be sufficiently rigorous enough if your tech is the only thing that can do it. If it can't be repeated, then it's like Thinker abilities. It could be pulling that information out of thin air..."
I blinked. I hadn't thought of that, of any of this really. Would sharing my insights help? Would it have repercussions that I wouldn't know about?
XXXXXXXXXX
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Right. I only KNEW because Optimize was an aberration.
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Because Optimize was from a 3rd alien entity. I don't know how individual Shards would react, much less Scion. I mean, was it important for their experiment that the subjects not know? Or did they not reveal themselves because we were just rats in a maze? Or was it because the Cycle ended with the Earth being blown up?
...Yeah, there are some things that I shouldn't blab about. Although, powers being sapient was apparently already something people thought, so it was probably okay to 'reveal' that.
...At least to a few people. Not going to go to the press or anything. Goodness knows what would happen if I ever did do something like that.
I held up a hand. "Yes, you're correct on both counts. I can get some information from people's powers, but it's seemingly random and wouldn't be reproducible."
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
"Oh." The attractive girl frowned before smiling and looking at me. "Why don't you talk to my power? See what it says?"
"Vicky..." Panacea whispered from the side.
"It'll be fine Ames. A good data point."
"Are you sure?" I cautioned. "The one thing that every power shows me is the person's Trigger event." I glanced at Riley. "That's something personal that I'm sure you wouldn't want to share."
**Glory Girl is GLORIOUS.
Glory Girl smiled. "Mine was public, and I'm a member of New Wave, so no worries about that."
"If you're sure..."
The blonde nodded.
I closed my eyes, and reached out with Power Drain and my Babel Perks...
The next moment I was in a school gym. It looked like the one from Brooke's Creek where I'd fought Shatterbird - only about twice as big. The stands were filled with spectators, and their cheers were deafening. A red light shone through the windows, which meant I was about to get dismissed.
The players on the court were lined up for a free throw, but the ball was hovering in mid-air by itself. I walked towards it. No, it wasn't hovering. A translucent humanoid form was holding it. It turned it's 'head' towards me.
"Hell-"
HOST IS GLORIOUS
[Kevin Greenhouse (Pixel/Jagat/Bengal)
The Gamer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: PRT Affiliate
Title: Orator (+50% to communication checks)
Level: 41 (30,500/41,000 Exp)
Mover: 8
Shaker: 10
Brute: 6
Breaker: 10
Master: 10
Tinker: 5
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 8
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 10
Stranger: 9
HP: 598
MP: 290
Primary Attributes
STR: 74
AGI: 45
CON: 70
INT: 30
PER: 22
WIS: 20
CHA: 135
LUC: 100
Unspent Points: 63
Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Gamer's Mind lvl Max
Observe lvl 4
Inventory lvl 3
Party System
Transposition lvl 2
Multiplayer
Memories of Optimizing Performance and Allocation of Resources
Lucky Break
Deep Analysis
Crude
Teleportation Clone
Ephemeral
Unique Summons (8/8)
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.
Legend's Zero-Suit - 0 Str. 40 Dex. 20 Con. Lucky Fate lvl 3. Lucky Screen lvl 3. Murderer IV.
Accord's Business Suit - 0 Str. 20 Dex. 30 Con. Gamer's Mind. Lucky Screen lvl 4.
Unique Blueprints
Golden Gun
Perks Selected (11/12):
Rapid Regeneration lvl 3
The Siberian lvl Max
Lucky Fate lvl 4
Lucky Screen lvl 4
Power Drain lvl 3
Teleportation lvl 3
Threat Sense lvl 3
Crafting lvl 5 (Analysis, Surgery, Gourmet, Crude, Ephemeral)
Expansion lvl 3
Ears of Babel
Tongue of Babel
Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Fire Control
Silica Control
Juggernaut
Strength Enhancement
Pain Control
Shaping
Debuff Control
Momentum
Skills:
Acting: 31
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics:40
Biology: 65
Computers: 77
Cooking: 62
Craft (Armor) 10
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Cold): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disease): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disintegration): 19 - 95%
Damage Resistance (Electricity): 65 - 99.3%
Damage Resistance (Gravity): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Heat): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Light): 75 - 99.8%
Damage Resistance (Magnetism): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Physical): 81 - 99.918%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Radiation): 100 - 100%
Meditation: 80
Melee Weapon: 17
Pain Resistance: 90 - 99.955%
Parahuman Lore: 46
Ranged Weapon: 21
Resistance (Light): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Nullification): 35 - 96.6%
Resistance (Spacial): 34 - 96.5%
Resistance (Str Damage): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Temporal): 59 - 99%
Stealth: 67
Tailoring: 39
Unarmed Combat: 72
Video Games: 37
Ongoing Quests:
Scion
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Heartbroken
Answered Prayers
Dragonslaying
Administrator Access 13/500
Debuffs:
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