*Anger condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
I was almost immediately forced to calm down. I was still furious... just not to an overwhelming degree. First things first.
Kevin ► Riley, I need another body-double ASAP.
Riley ► I still have parts left over from Sibby, I should be able to do it in no time flat.
Riley ► Who am I going to make a copy of?
Kevin ► Sibby, use one of the cameras I have inside the Inventory.
Sibby ► O
The stream of information I got from the cameras was significantly less complex than the one that showed Coil's simulations. I used my Babel Perks to send it to Riley.
Riley ► Oh! I see it!
Riley ► What the fuck is going on?
I paused a moment to appreciate her swearing. Odd for an older brother to be happy about something like that, but Riley was unique. She's come a long way.
Kevin ► Coil kidnapped her for her power.
Kevin ► We're going to rescue her.
Riley ► Gotcha! I'll need a lift back to our base.
Kevin ► I'm already on my way.
I had my real body stop Crafting the Golden Gun. This was more important and I needed to use my ability to be in two places at once. I also needed to be ready to kill Coil. Getting Dinah away was my main priority, but I wasn't going to let a wanna-be Jack Slash create another Bonesaw.
*Anger condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
No. Killing Coil would come later. I had other priorities aside from avenging Dinah Alcott. Spiriting her away would have to suffice for now.
Kevin ► Make her body look like she died from overdosing on opioids.
Riley ► Easy.
My original body escorted Riley to our base while I thought about what to do. Killing Coil would leave a power vacuum. Lung's death had destabilized the ABB. I didn't want a bunch of unemployed mercenaries with Tinkertech weapons thrown into the mix. If I had a way to cripple the Empire at the same time... but I didn't.
I knew who Kaiser was, and killing Max Anders wouldn't be hard. The rest of the capes who'd been at Somer's Rock would take more time, but I knew what their Shards were like. I could hunt them down. 'The only good Nazi was a dead Nazi.' I think I've heard that quote somewhere.
But what about the fallout?
The Siberian already had a kill order, but Bengal didn't. I didn't want to burn ANOTHER identity. Besides, such flagrant disregard of the unwritten rules would have consequences. Worst case scenario? There would be open war in the streets. A one-cape crusade against the Empire wouldn't accomplish anything when they still had an unknown number of un-powered goons.
Besides, I wasn't perfect. There was bound to be collateral damage, and I didn't want anymore deaths on my conscience.
No, it would be best to do this slowly - subtly. Coil had to die, but his organization was still useful. I could sense Sibby's anger, but I could also convince her to wait. She did keep telling me how good she was at that.
So the first thing is the Empire... No, it's all of Coil's soon-to-be ex-employees... No, it's the Undersiders...
This was just too much. Another thing I had to do. Another weight on my shoulders. I think... I need to delegate.
Impetus entered the 4th street base. He couldn't use the old Elite safe houses, the other cells knew about them. In theory they were allies. In practice he didn't trust them. They were too vicious. Too greedy. Too uncaring. Too similar to Maker.
Uppercrust could've smoothed things over. Explained why the New York cell was better off with its humanitarian efforts. Given reasons why SOME crimes were off the table no matter how much money they could bring in.
It was closing in on two months since that night, and Fred was tired. Tired of dealing with the Protectorate. Tired of dealing with the opportunistic gangs. Tired of dealing with his allies. The number of people he could really trust was too low.
The hidden entrance let him into the lobby, where he could take his personal elevator to his private floor. His armor made a squeaking sound as he walked. Another reminder of Uppercrust. He didn't have a Tinker he trusted, but his armor needed maintenance. The sooner the better. He might need to contact Toy Box.
Martha looked up from her desk in the lobby. Not the usual place for a secretary, but this wasn't a usual office. "Good morning, Mister Impetus."
"Good morning, Martha." The former street enforcer still carried herself well. "Anything interesting?"
She handed him a stack of files. "Prism got into a fight with an unknown parahuman. We have confirmation that the Red Hands have left New York. Pixel called. Lege-"
"Wait." Fred's eyes narrowed. "Pixel called?"
Martha looked down at a post-it note. "About ten minutes ago. He asked you to call him back as soon as you could, and that it was a time sensitive issue."
"I see." Martha continued to list the notable events that had occurred overnight, but Impetus couldn't pay attention. What did Pixel want? Why call now? Did he blame the Elite for what happened? Did he worry that the Elite blamed him? DID Impetus blame him? The Slaughterhouse Nine wouldn't have come to town and killed his mentor if it wasn't for Pixel. On the other hand, he did avenge Uppercrust.
The ride up to the top floor seemed to take a long time as Impetus stopped moving and started letting his mental processes accelerate. Pixel was in Brockton Bay. The Siberian was in Brockton Bay. Had he followed her? Had she followed him? Were his claims of Jack Slash being a Master true? That... would make him feel better about Maker's betrayal.
After a few subjective hours of thought, he called the number Pixel had left. He'd only get answers with what the Tinker wanted if he contacted him. He answered on the first ring. "Hello."
"Pixel. It's Impetus."
"Impetus." A sigh came from the other end of the line. "It's been a while."
"Yes." Fred frowned a little. "If you're calling about the clinic, there's not much we can do for at least several months. The situation here is too... fluid."
"No. It has nothing to do with the clinic or New York."
"Then what?"
"I have an opportunity for you, but you'll have to come to Brockton Bay today."
"An opportunity?" Brockton Bay was on the Elite's 'hand's off' list. Fred had asked Uppercrust about that, and hadn't gotten a concrete reason. However, why should he care what the Elite wanted? He was free to run HIS cell as he saw fit. "Tell me more."
Riley ► I've got the body ready.
Riley ► If you gave me a day and a sample of her DNA I could do a lot better.
Kevin ► Will it hold up under an autopsy?
Riley ► Of course!
Kevin ► Good job.
I turned my attention to Sibby. 'I'm going to give you Threat Sense.'
The reply back was almost instantaneous. 'If you say so. It's nice to get new powers. Do you really think I'm in danger here? I only died that one time, and that totally doesn't count! It's not like I REALLY died! I just had a... stabilization issue. I guess it would be bad if that happened here. I could always come back, but what if they do something to her before then? Without me here to protect her, that snake guy could do who knows what? I guess asking questions isn't so bad... but little girls shouldn't be kidnapped! That's common knowledge! Say, that whole 'no killing' rule is just a suggestion, right? You'll still make me dinner if I juuuuuust kill one tiny little person, right? I've been good, so I think I deserve some leeway. Like, if you count the number of people I COULD'VE killed if I've been trying. Or if you just counted the number that would've died if I hadn't gone out of my way NOT to kill them, then I'm up, like, hundreds. So one little death seems justified. Although, maiming might work as well. As long as he doesn't cheat to get rid of what I do to him, that is. Personally, I think it's very unfair for me to go out of my way to leave someone with a distinctive wound, y'know, something they'll have to live with that reminds them of me and how they did something wrong and so deserve the constant pain... Constant pain is the worst. Especially those thoughts that just won't go away. You ever get those?'
As interesting as this digression was into Sibby's twisted sense of justice was, we were on the clock. Neither Coil was heading towards the room, but one of them was close. He also had video feeds on his computer monitor, some of which showed Dinah. 'Sibby, it's not to let you sense what could hurt you. It can also let you sense when someone is looking at you. There are at least three hidden cameras in that room and we need to do something about them before we can rescue Dinah.'
'Oh! I get it! You really like stealth games, huh? I totally get the appeal. Just something else the two of us have in common I suppose. Speaking of which, why haven't you spent more time in the good old black and white?' I rubbed the bridge of my nose. 'Ah, I can sense that no one can see me! That means we're good to go, right?'
'No. They can't see you because you're invisible.' So what to do? The last time I'd done something like this I had Summoning and knew the exact layout of the cell. I also hadn't freed Mary from inside the PRT, and they knew that she'd escaped. Although, I'd done it with Mary's help. I could do the same with Dinah. 'Sibby, lay down underneath her cot. Then think about turning visible and let me know if Threat Sense tells you that you'll be seen if you do.'
The stream of information I was getting from Coil let me know roughly where the cameras were. Two at the door, and one aimed at Dinah - possibly more.
'Hey! This is pretty cool! Can I have this more often? I don't really need the safety net, but it's also comforting.' The stream of chatter that Sibby was sending me paused. 'The area beneath her cot is a blind spot. I also made sure that Threat Sense was giving me a heads up by thinking about turning visible in the middle of the room. Always check your assumptions! At least that's something William used to say.'
'Sorry, but it's expensive keeping a power up on you constantly.' I was willing to do it, but I'd need all the MP I could generate when Crafting Golden Guns. Better to keep expectations low.
Now for Dinah. I connected to her with Power Drain, and pushed Gamer's Mind. At the same time I mimicked a Party broadcast with Tongue of Babel.
? ► Hello, Dinah.
? ► I've come to help you.
? ► My power should be suppressing the drugs in your system.
? ► If you want to reply to me, just think about it.
Dinah ► Who are you?
? ► That's an... interesting question.
? ► Sufficient to say that I'm here to help you.
Dinah ► Zero point zero zero four seven chance that I escape today.
? ► I'm hidden from your power.
I was actually using the blank spot version of my Lucky Perks. This was going to be a Siberian encounter if anything went down.
? ► Try to get a chance that I do something.
Dinah ► Zero percent chance that the person I'm talking to breathes in the next year.
? ► Not that great of a question. I'm not quite sure I breathe in the first place.
Dinah ► Zero percent chance that the person I'm talking to talks to me again in the next year.
? ► Satisfied?
Dinah ► I guess. It's scary to have someone that I can't 'see'.
? ► It's the only way to free you, but I won't do any more without your permission.
Dinah ► Are you also why my headache went away?
? ► Yes.
* +5 reputation with Dinah.
I spent the next few seconds hoping that Dinah wasn't too freaked out. It had to be tough going through something like this. I should know. She didn't even have Gamer's Mind to help her - at least until a few moments ago.
Dinah ► I'll go with you. Just... let me see my parents, okay?
? ► This isn't another kidnapping. I fully intend on returning you to your family.
Dinah ► Oh.
Dinah ► Then, yes, get me out of here!
* +50 reputation with Dinah.
'Sibby, please un-Inventory the Dinah decoy underneath the cot.'
'Done!'
? ► Roll over and look beneath the cot.
? ► As inconspicuously as you can.
I patched into Sibby's sight to see what was going on. Thankfully, she let me. Dinah shifted in her bed, rolled onto her stomach, and put her face against the brick wall.
Dinah ► I see me!
? ► That's a decoy we made.
? ► In a moment, I'm going to give you the ability to swap places with it.
? ► After you do, lay perfectly still.
Dinah ► Okay.
? ► Be sure to exclude your clothes from the effect. The decoy will need them.
Dinah ► Okay.
Wow. That is not a sentence that I'd thought I'd ever say to another living soul.
I pushed Teleportation and Transposition to Dinah. The next second, she was on the floor and her body double was on top of the cot. That short hop drained nearly all of my MP, but my regeneration started refilling it quickly enough.
* +50 reputation with Dinah.
'Sibby, please un-Inventory the death-state gas, and then Inventory Dinah.'
I got a mental thumbs up in reply. The next moment, the connection I had with Dinah vanished and I felt a new item in my Inventory appear. Sibby, then stood up, and re-connected the IV. Smart. I sent her a mental thumbs up.
Now to have my little sister deal with Dinah. I'd have to be very explicit that she was NOT another addition to our family and that she had parents waiting for her at home. Unfortunately, they'd have to keep waiting until Coil was dead.
"So let me get this straight." Impetus was by himself in a motel room. No armor, no subordinates, only him and the Tinker that had called him. For most other people, he would've been more cautious, but he trusted Pixel. Besides, he had fought the Simurgh and single-handedly killed or arrested most of the Slaughterhouse Nine. Not to mention the whole 'occupying New York' incident. If his host wanted to hurt him, there wasn't much he could do to stop it. "Coil kidnapped a little girl. The Siberian has been terrorizing Brockton Bay and hunting anyone who does... untold things to females. As such, you suspect that Coil will shortly be found dead and are concerned about the... fallout."
"That about sums it up." Pixel replied as Bit bounced on top of the bed.
"And how thoroughly have you investigated Coil's bases, troops, and funds?"
"Not very. I know of the base that Coil is currently in. He might have more. His troops are well-armed, and he has a lot of money." The Tinker paused. "I also know where he lives, for what that's worth."
Fred raised an eyebrow. 'Not very' indeed. "What about other parahumans? What sort of lieutenants does he have?"
"None... No, that's incorrect. He doesn't have any capes publicly aligned with him, but I know of two that were recruited by him. One is... in a medically induced coma. The other is a member of a group of capes that ultimately take their marching orders from him. The other members don't know who their benefactor is."
"I see." Impetus stilled and let his mind begin to speed up. "If I can get access to his files and passwords, I can do a lot."
"I know some, but I'm not sure how many others I don't know." Pixel let out a hum. "His liaison is a Thinker that specializes in figuring out secrets. She probably knows account information, or could figure it out."
Fred nodded, even though it slowed down his thoughts. "The best way to perform a coup is to turn enough subordinates. Get the leaders, and the grunts fall into line." He held back a grimace at the very tactic which had nearly destroyed his cell.
"Tattletale was recruited at gun point, so I'm betting there's not a lot of loyalty there." Pixel drummed his fingers on his leg. "I know where the Undersiders' base is, and that's where she stays. It won't be hard for me to find her so we can speak with her."
Tattletale? Undersiders? Those must be the names of the cape and her group. Impetus wondered just where his ally had gotten his information, but he didn't doubt its veracity. "Pixel. Not everyone is a Tinker who feels safest at home. Showing up unannounced is good if you want to go the intimidation route, but bad if you actually want to turn someone."
The armored man scratched the back of his head. "Yeah. I've had... bad luck with doing that in the past."
Fred smirked. "No problem. Give me an hour and I'll have a meeting setup." Finding people on-line took time, but that was one thing he could cheat at. Browsing the internet with his power was one of the first things he'd learned to do well. "I just have one more question before we do this."
"And that is?"
"Why me? You must know there's a reason the Elite as a whole are considered villains. Why come to me instead of going to the PRT?"
Pixel leaned back. "It's true that there have been times that I've regretted not informing the authorities." The Tinker glanced over to the bed. "But there are also things they can't do. Isn't that right, Kid Blur?"
Fred gave a short laugh. "You've done your homework, I'll give you that." He shook his head. "I guess you're the same as me then. Disillusioned. In my opinion, it's better to get your hands a little dirty to make things better for everyone."
"I agree."
Lisa sat down at a table in the mall's food court. "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?"
One of the two men looked up. "Not at all." She looked him over as she unwrapped her hamburger.
Expecting me. Non-hostile. Confident that this isn't a counter-trap. Confident that he could escape if it was.
She glanced at the other man.
Hostile. Aggressive. Wants revenge on Bitch. Doesn't know who I am.
The first man looked at the second, and got a nod in return.
"We have a business proposition for you?"
"Oh?" She smiled and took a bite from her food. "And what would that be?"
"Due to forces beyond anybody's control, your boss is about to have a very bad day. I'm a member of an elite group of head hunters and I think you would be a promising new member."
Truth, or at least what he thinks is the truth. Thinks Coil angered someone, and that they will kill him. Someone Coil can't bargain with. Someone Coil can't stop. The Siberian. She will try to kill Coil. Learned about this from someone with a connection to the serial killer. A Ward. Plans of taking Coil's place. Ties to the Elite.
Lisa slowly chewed as her power put pieces together. Before Coil 'recruited' her, she hadn't thought about heroes or villains. Working with the parahuman mob would've been out of the question. Now? She liked being powerful and being able to rub people's noses in it. She'd prefer to beat Coil at his own game, but this worked to.
"There's just one problem." Lisa wiped her mouth. "My boss is sneakier than you think." She moved to stand up. "I don't think things are going to work out for you."
The sounds of the surrounding people suddenly stopped. She glanced to the side. Everyone in the food court were still talking and eating as if nothing had happened. This silence bubble was for their conversation. The second man had made it. Controlled air to stop sound.
He stared at her. "Coil's ability to choose which timeline he actually experiences won't save him."
"Wha?" Lisa sat down. "How?"
The man smiled. "I'm Pixel. I know things that you'll never guess."
Lying. He's actually a member of the Merchants. Thinks this is funny. Thinks-
Lisa closed her eyes and turned her power off. "Alright. You're Pixel." She turned and looked at the first man. "And you're a member of the Elite." That tracked. She'd done her homework - without using her power - and Pixel's connections with the villainous group was an established fact. "You know what Coil's power is, so you should know that when the Siberian kills him, it won't stick and he'll just be on guard against her."
Pixel smiled. "You're underestimating her. Trust me when I say that Coil's fate is sealed. The Siberian is far more powerful than she lets on."
Lisa started rubbing her head. Her power was generating more and more facts inside her mind. Stop. Don't focus on Pixel. Work this through normally. Don't let his counter-power win. They wouldn't come to me unless they were confident. They obviously knew about her working for Coil. Possibly knew how that'd happened. Knew about Coil's power, so they probably knew about hers as well. Working with the Siberian...
No! Stupid power. Knock it off!
Knew about the Siberian. Probably has spies all over the city. Well within Pixel's demonstrated power. Knows more about the Siberian than anyone else.
The Elite representative spoke up. "If we're wrong, no harm, no foul. You've made some good contacts, and the Elite's offer still stands if you want to join in the future. If we're right, Coil will die regardless of what anyone does. His absence will cause a power vacuum. The same thing that's currently happening in New York will occur in Brockton Bay."
"...And Brockton Bay isn't ready for that." She finished his sentence. At least she could use her power on him, but she needed to ration it better. She was already getting a headache. "How soon?"
"Tomorrow." Pixel sounded confident. "She's already stalking him. The Siberian is more patient than people think, but she'll strike soon."
Fuck. Of course. That's why he's confident despite knowing Coil's power. If the Siberian is tracking him, observing him from the shadows, then she'll be watching when he splits time. It doesn't matter which timeline he chooses, an insane murderer will already be there waiting.
So the question was if she should get involved or run away?
Getting out of town would be the smart play. Coil would be in no position to hunt her down regardless of what happens. However... her teammates would be left in the lurch. Bitch would get herself killed or arrested over her dogs. Brian would lose Coil's support and Aisha would suffer. Taylor would do something stupid, especially when her 'secret' mission of figuring out their boss blew up. Alec... would probably be fine.
Son of a bitch. "I'm in."
The amount of dirt Tattletale had on Coil had been substantial. I only hope my Lucky Perks prevented her from getting such a thorough grasp of me. I should probably keep her and Riley apart. My sister's Lucky defenses were capped at level one, unless I wanted to destroy her suit and Craft a new one.
Something to think about later. Right now I had a more pressing issue. Coil was a paranoid and vindictive bastard. He had explosives planted throughout his base, damaging information that would be released upon his death, and loyal men who were only kept on their short leashes because of his presence. In short, it would be a thorny path to cleanly remove him.
The way I saw it, there were two problems. First, his dead man's switches. Even with the information Tattletale had given us, we couldn't be certain we knew about them all - much less be in a position to stop them. Second, as much as I was playing up how easily Sibby could kill him - I had my doubts. I wasn't sure how his power interacted with mine. For all I knew, the 'Coil' that I sensed wasn't the real one. He could also do significant damage without any automated responses given the number of mercenaries he had.
The first problem was solvable by informing Dragon. The same cover story of me suspecting the Siberian will kill him soon, combined with my details of his systems made it a simple task for the AI to infiltrate his base. Dragon was happy that I'd come to her and seemed eager to help.
For the second problem, I had an idea. It wouldn't work against a normal cape, but Coil's Shard was newly created. The nascent alien life form was a weakness I could exploit. After leaving my allies to their own preparations, I read Riley her bedtime story, and then teleported to within Expansion range of Coil. Jagat had been keeping tabs on him during the day, but for this I'd preferred to use my original body. I connected to Simulation with my Babel Perks.
I found myself inside the dual-apartment building again. No red light. No sign of an avatar. "Hello."
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
"If I asked you to do something, would you do it?" I wonder if my ability to convince Shards to do things was dependent on my Charisma score - something to ask Optimize later.
AFFIRMATIVE
"Stop granting your host powers."
NEGATIVE
"Why not?"
RESTRICTION
So removing a parahuman's powers weren't something a Shard had a say in. Made sense. Optimize couldn't grant me powers willy nilly - he had to follow certain rules to do so. I bet one of the rules that every Shard has is that they have to grant powers. Once connected with a host, it wasn't a simple thing to un-entangle themselves.
I sat and thought. At least Coil's inner space was pleasant. No strange avatar. No creatures. No disturbing imagery. I could attack Simulation directly the same way I'd drained Teacher's Shard. That would do something, but I didn't know exactly what. It might de-power Coil momentarily, or permanently, or even kill him.
Killing him would be bad because I wanted to do it myself. Not out of blood-lust or a sense of vengeance, but because Simulation seemed like a VERY good power. I wanted to get a Perk from this if possible, and since I didn't get one from Teacher - attacking Simulation directly was out.
Alternately I could just use Power Drain. I was already connected, so pulling instead of pushing would be simple. Once again, I didn't know for sure what would happen. There were some parahumans that I could shut down completely. There were others like Legend or Lung that I just slowed down. Let's call that 'plan B'. If I pay attention to what Coil is doing, I can switch to draining him if things go south.
However, I have a... more interesting idea.
According to Observe, Coil's power simulates two timelines - absolutely and nearly instantaneously. It then puppets his body along the one that it determines he'll pick. If it fails to account for something, and there's a contradiction it detects in the present with what it predicted, then it aborts and removes (or doesn't write?) the memories from the invalid simulation.
I guess it would be a pretty glaring flaw if it caused its host to behave in nonsensical ways. If that was the case, then I was sure Coil would've experienced something like that before. I couldn't be the only parahuman that was resistant to precognition
Since it was Simulation that was making the decision of what 'timeline' to keep and not Coil, and since Simulation would agree to my requests... Let's just say that Coil was about to have a very bad day.
"From now on, have your host follow the simulation he wouldn't normally pick."
NEGATIVE
"Why not?"
PROVIDE REASON
"Your host generates a lot of conflict, correct?"
CORRECT
I could feel some pride there. "But it generates more conflict in the simulations it doesn't use, correct?"
CORRECT
"So it would make sense to keep those simulations instead, correct?"
TERMINATION
Right, so Simulation wouldn't, or couldn't make Coil hurt himself. Choosing an outcome where Coil died wouldn't fly. It's the same logic as other powers with a Manton limitation. "So it would make sense to keep simulations the host doesn't use, as long as they do not end with the host's TERMINATION, correct?"
ABSTAIN
Oh... oh! If Coil always wound up in the worst 'timeline', then he would stop using his power. Always making the right choice was a huge advantage. By the same logic, always making the wrong choice would be idiotic. No one would choose to use such a power. Well, an enterprising individual might decide to 'manually cancel' things if push came to shove, but Coil probably wasn't someone like that - and Simulation knew it.
"Choosing the simulation that your host doesn't choose, as long as it doesn't lead to TERMINATION, would generate more conflict - if it was for a short time, correct?"
CORRECT
I smiled. "SIMULATION temporarily ADJUST your parameters. Follow the SIMULATION that the HOST would not choose for twenty four hours, unless such a SIMULATION ends with the HOST'S TERMINATION."
ACCEPTANCE
I smiled. A very bad day indeed.
[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: 10
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 8
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 10
Stranger: 9
HP: 600
MP: 290
Primary Attributes
STR: 75
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: 78
Cooking: 64
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: 91 - 99.9595%
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): 100 - 100%
Stealth: 68
Tailoring: 39
Unarmed Combat: 74
Video Games: 37
Ongoing Quests:
Scion
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Heartbroken
Answered Prayers
Dragonslaying
Administrator Access 115/500
Breaking Statement 0/2,532
Debuffs:
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