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[Dwarmin]

The truth is…

It just is.

So what’s the truth?

They knew…hope they knew…some truths. They live on a world called ‘Earth’. It’s the year 1916, and the world is mostly at peace.

They are residents of a small, pleasant town called Farfield-just on the border between the New Confederacy, and the Lone Star Republic-in the Southeastern region of the former United States. They have some amazing abilities-in fact, a great number of people in their world do. Some people can fly. Others can punch through solid walls, or shrug off bullets and energy weapons. And, lots of other things. For as long as they can remember, they’ve lived here…in peace. They have friends, family, a job-nothing to do with their abilities, really-not like the Heroes and Villains who regularly clash in big city streets, even to this day. Nothing that exciting ever happens here!

It’s not a bad life. It’s comfortable. Truth is, things are good here-people are friendly, and the town sticks together, and theirs strong love and deep friendship undimmed by tide or time. That’s one thing that is not a lie.

And yet, everything else might be. Problem is…they can’t remember anything before that. It was hard to even get their minds around the question, an unknown time spent in a contented fog. Memories are fragmented, lost-only some seem real. The best answer you got was that everyone in town was involved in some sort of…accident…that encouraged them to retire here, and damaged their memories. It would explain why almost every person in Farfield seems to possess unique abilities, but doesn’t seem inclined to use them for anything other than hobbies…why they can't figure how long they've been here...why they can’t seem to figure out how to leave…and perhaps, why they’ve never even tried. Other seem not to notice those subtle discrepancies, or if they did…they usually vanished for awhile. When they came back, they didn’t ask any more questions. This small group of friends careful up till now, has been hoarding this forbidden understanding like gems-slowly waking up to the fact that almost everyone around them is living in a dream.

It’s time for them to wake up...

Pretty much, I want to try my hand at running a superhero game.

ICONS OGC--> https://ogc.rpglibrary.org/index.php?title=Icons
Everything you need to create a character and play is at this link.

Spoiler: Character Creation (click to show/hide)

1. Choose Origin

~Trained: The hero is a highly skilled; any "powers" can actually come from superior training or specialized equipment. The character gains three bonus specialties. The character gains three bonus specialties, but two fewer powers (and may have no powers at all). Note, you can earn or create additional powers in-game.

Lore: All Heroes undergo strict regimens of training, but for those not blessed with an abundance of natural powers-or any at all-it's quite a bit more important-a matter of life and death. Highly trained heroes usually serve their teams in technical and tactical roles, offering a diversity of talent and knowledge. Unpowered humans-which make up about 60% of the Earths population-are called, in order of offensiveness-'Un-augs', 'Normans/Normas', and 'Homo-inferior', to name a few.

~Transformed: The hero was a normal human but became superhuman through some outside agency, often an accident or experiment. One of the character's abilities or powers (your choice) is increased by +2. Make sure you indicate which power is to receive this bonus, if so.

Lore: The World is a strange place. Superhuman intellects often create super-sized accidents, and no one is entirely safe. Un-Augs are more vulnerable to these effects than those with super-powered physiques. Many of those considered 'Transformed' retain both weaknesses and strengths from the source of their transformation.

~Birthright: The hero was born with or destined to develop superhuman powers. The character gains your choice of one additional power, which should be innate, and not a device, or +2 to a rolled power level. Make sure you indicate which power is to receive this bonus, if so.

Lore: Most super-beings on Earth are born with it, and most of their powers come from a universal source. The Second Sun. Science has long proved what people always assumed to be true-that the Second Sun (which usually mirrors the moon) emits a type of radiation that causes dramatic mutagenic changes in Human beings and other living things. Most super-beings are stronger during second-sun rise, and replenish themselves more quickly during the day. Of course, that's not the only source...

~Gimmick: The character's powers all come from devices or exotic methods of some kind, such as 'magic' spells or techno gadgets. One of the character's mental abilities (your choice) is increased by +2. You also gain a free specialty point, as it relates to your gimmick.

Lore: Technology and magic-two sides of the coin of order and chaos-have always had a place in your world. Scientists claims 'magic' is merely an outdated way of tapping into otherworldly energies, tapping latent human abilities through ridiculous and convoluted rites-dogmatic ritual designed to ensure power stays limited to only a few elites. Magicians tend to claim that 'technology' is just a brute force way of harnessing the natural and unlimited power of the universe, which should be available to everyone...of sufficient intellect and willpower, anyway. The sides don't tend to mix-powerful magic and high-tech often foil one another. So who knows which is true?

~Artificial: The character is a robot or perhaps some other kind of 'construct' that can't really be considered 'alive'-such as a ghost, zombie, or golem. One of the character's physical abilities (your choice) is increased by +2, and you gain Life Support as a bonus power.

Lore: When the the Silver Speaker came back from the dead to continue his fight against crime, the papers called him the 'Silver Spirit'-he began leading the souls of other departed heroes to either peaceful rest, or a new career in spectral heroics. He lamented the lack of creativity on the name, however. When the first robot achieved sentience in 1899, and subsequently began a reign of terror that filled legions of victims with dread, the newspaper called him the 'Iron Man'-he was hardly the last of them, however, and not all chose that path. He applauded the accuracy of his name, though not in public.

~Unearthly: The character is a being from another world or dimension such as an alien, elemental, angel, devil, or even a deity. Increase two of the character's abilities (your choice) by +2. The character has one fewer power but a minimum of one power.

Lore: The world, and all other worlds are truly blessed with an infinity of potentials....

Some notes on this worlds technology.
-At some point, humans have learned how to manipulate pinpoint wormholes. At the point in the game, the mass produced variety is rudimentary-only one way, and only to transfer energy, not mass. This was actually pretty useful, as they were able to use this invention to revolutionize society...
-They called this device a 'Hotspot'. More or less, infinite heat energy at a fixed point. In true Steampunk style, tho, other technologies have either not advanced (due to time), or there has been no incentive to advance them. Using steam boilers (with hotspots boiling water--->turbines) is the most common way of generating energy.
-Hotspots power pretty much everything these days. Energy isn't really a problem anymore-heat is, generally being, the more power you want the heavier and hotter the device is. So you could create crazy things like forcefield and energy cannons...however, the era is constrained technologically. You can make these things, and power anything you can imagine building, but they might not be safe or reliable because you lack the technological basis to do so.

And on the world as a whole.
-Major world changes that pertain to this setting include the separation of the United States at the end of the 3rd civil war, into the Lone Star Republic (centered around Texas), the New Confederacy (Southern US), Federal Territories (Northern US) and Cascadia (US West coast). Much of the middle US is Balkanized into dozens of small states and territories.
-Africa is split between several large, modern countries-the largest of which, Kanema, rivals European nations.
-As of yet, there has not been a first world war. Superheroes in many countries have defused many conflicts by their mere existence, rivaling the atomic weapon our own world would create.
-Civilization itself has yet to explore the world entirely-many parts of South America and Asia remain relatively unknown, or purposefully hidden away...

Some famous heroes in this age include...
Silver Spirit, Ghostly Ambassador
Polar Explorer, The Famous Adventuress
Quartz Commando, Worlds Greatest Soldier
War Eagle, the Superman
Vishanti, Worlds Greatest Mystic
The Clock Queen, The Immortal Time Traveler
Sunfury, Worlds Hottest Pyrokinetic

All of whom belong to the 'World's Finest'-an elite 'club', that have pledged to join together and put aside all other considerations-except the survival of the Human race, when the situation arises.

Some famous villains of this age include...
Akanda, Queen of the Dead
Iagal, Spirit of Vengeance
Iron-Man, Murderous Automaton
Thane, The God Among Men
The Abstract, Otherworldly Dire Threat
Time-reaper, Corrector of Mistakes
Bleak and Blight, The Twins

2. Abilities

Roll a 1d8 for each ability and record the resulting level for it. If your hero's total ability levels (after adjustments for origin) are less than 20, you can choose to discard the hero and start over.

You can also choose to swap any two ability levels after you have determined them. For example, if you roll a Strength of 3 and an Awareness of 7 and you really want your hero to be strong rather than quick on the uptake, you can choose to swap those two abilities, making Strength 7 and Awareness 3.

You can use this site

http://orokos.com/roll/

To record your rolls for me to see, though it's not technically a demand...you may wish to roll here, and then share the roll if the number seems somewhat unbelievable due to mere luck.

Alternately..

~You can choose to create an entirely 'normal', utterly human hero with a superhuman mind-with each of your physical stats set at 4 and no higher (4 being the strongest and fastest an unaugmented human could be), you can assign 20 points to your remaining mental stats in any order you wish, to a max of 8. You can further reduce your physical stats below 4, to assign +1 point to your mental stats in exchange.
~You can choose to create an outstanding physical bruiser, of pretty much ordinary human intelligence-with each of your mental stats set at 4 and no higher (4 being the smartest and most charming an unaugmented human could be), you can assign 20 points to your remaining physical stats in any order you wish, to a max of 8. You can further reduce your mental stats below 4, to assign +1 point to your physical stats in exchange.

Final note-any stats at 1 or 2 will be expected to create some 'interesting effects' on your hero, and will be expected to be roleplayed and described fully. Like, stats of 7-8+ will be treated the same!

3. Powers

You begin play with three powers, minus or plus your origin modifiers. You can choose less starting powers, or none, to receive bonus starting determination.

https://ogc.rpglibrary.org/index.php?title=Icons:Powers <--

Remember, this can be more than just innate powers, it covers gadgets, spells and other things as well. Be creative!

All powers begin at level 1-while your hero may have been capable of greater displays than this in the past, currently you are quite out of practice...also, the properties of Farfield also seem to make you weaker...


4. Specialties
You begin play with three specialties-due to the circumstances at the start of the game, you cannot put points toward expert or master specialties, though a hero with the 'Trained' or "Gimmick" origin may have expert level skills innately due to their bonus.

https://ogc.rpglibrary.org/index.php?title=Icons:Specialities <--

5. Finishing up

Background
Farfield has a done a number on your memory and perception-you can't remember much about life before you came here, though you are certain about some things-like the world outside. You should describe your heroes life in Farfield with as much detail as you want-it'll determine alot of content in the first issue and beyond. What was your life like here? What did you do for a living, and whom (if anyone) did you share that life with? ...and, why wasn't it enough? Why are you looking for a way out of a beautiful dream?

Description
What does your hero look like? Consider the hero's physique, build, hair color and style, mannerisms, and other distinguishing physical features.

Determination
Choose at least one and up to five qualities, and up to five challenges for your hero. You are not required to choose any challenges, but they are a key means of earning more Determination, so you should consider some. This can be saved for later, if you can't think of anything.

Spoiler: Char Sheet (click to show/hide)

Hero Name:
Player:
Origin: (Trained, Transformed, Brighright, Gimmick, Artificial, or Unearthly)

Abilities (Roll 1d8 for each.)
Prowess:
Coordination:
Strength:
Intellect:
Awareness:
Willpower

Powers (Choose 3 or less.)
1. (Power Level ?)
2. (Power Level ?)
3. (Power Level ?)
4. (Power Level ?)
5. (Power Level ?)

Resource Points: (Pertinent specialty bonus+ability score, If applicable. See house rules for more info.)

Specialties (Choose 3)
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.

Stamina: (Strength+Willpower)
Determination (Every hero begins with 3 determination, +1 to a max of 6 for opting out on some or all of their three starting powers)

Bio and Description
Aspects and Challenges
Drawbacks: I will personally feel this in for you, once I have accepted your hero for play. Tho you can post suggestions! Expect me to try and bring you in line if I think your hero has the potential to outshine the others a bit too much-or just add an interesting twist.

Spoiler: Experience and Cash (click to show/hide)

While this has no use in the first issue of ICONS, eventually your characters will be given a chance to more forward and excel. This comes from accumulating completing character specific quests, and accumulating resource points.

Quests: Each character will have quests unique to them that must be accomplished to raise specialty points and power levels, and earn new ones. This can range from helping take down a bunch of thugs, to tackling a supervillain or completing a specific timed mission. You can earn new powers, by expending determination-using power tricks will unlock new quests. Once you have completed a mission, you must then spend cash at the end of the day to finalize your upgrades. You can also request story based quests from the GM.

Cash: Awarded from completing missions, cash is used for upgrading heroes and purchasing equipment and upgrades to your hideout/home base. WIP

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Spoiler: House-rules (click to show/hide)

Lethal and Non-Lethal Intent
Most Heroes in this world obey the 'Sanction'-the unwritten rule every vigilante heeds. A sanctioned hero tries to take criminals alive if possible, to be judged by the courts. Ideally, they have the power of arrest-not execution. Most heroes have specialized equipment or training that allows them to use their powers in a non-lethal fashion. Of course, the world not so morally clear as the comics would have you believe...Heroes may choose to stop holding back if they think the stakes are high enough-giving in to their rage, and fighting without mercy-and their enemies will respond in kind.

Likewise, most of the more pragmatic villains would rather knock a hero out, and get away with their loot or plot, rather than risk beginning a violent vendetta. Villains who prefer lethal combat tend to be fairly mentally unstable-those who would rather die, than lose.

-'Bashing' damage now applies to any attack you launch with the intention of KO'ing a target, rather than killing them. 'Blasting' attacks are now considered the same as 'Bashing'. Some weapons are obviously impossible to be considered bashing damage, depending on the target.

-'Slashing' is now 'Lethal' damage-you can make any attack 'lethal'. You can still opt to spare them on the final blow if this is possible (lethal attacks increase the chance of stunning, or outright defeating an enemy), but a massive success on a lethal attack will kill the target 50% of the time outright, no matter your intention. 'Shooting' attacks are considered 'Lethal' damage.

-You begin combat in 'bashing' mode-if you change to 'lethal' mode, you cannot take back your choice until the current combat encounter is over or you voluntarily exit the fight and get a grip on yourself. If you decide to wield and fire a weapon that could, for whatever reason, be entirely lethal to your targets and your intent is to totally kill them to death (such as a firing a bazooka or a machine gun against a bunch of unaug gangsters)-you automatically start the fight in lethal mode, and stay there.

Wizardy+Resource System
Obviously, a power that lets you do every power (and only have to level a single ability) is probably the best choice...so I will set some ground rules if you choose these abilities. Gadgetry in particular is important to any player wishing to play a non-powered superhero.

First, choose one specialty (this may be unique to you, not listed in the OGC) and add that bonus, to the relevant ability score in cosmic power, gadgets, or wizardry or whatever power you choose. This combined number is your 'Cosmic Ring', 'Gadget Belt', ''Mana Stores' etc. (whatever resource you use, you can rename it whatever you like)-you expend this to power your abilities, usually tied into an external source of some sort that allows you recharge in some fashion. You spend 1 resource every time you use your power, and 3 resources every-time you use a 'power trick' to duplicate any existing ability. However, you may 'master' one power for every level of your ability. Mastered powers cost no resources, though you need at least 1 remaining point to use them.

In return, I've decided that using this special resource means you can't use determination points to use 'power tricks' for Wizardry-ideally, you will use determination to regain resource points. In theory, this will allow you to use more creative use of your (nearly) unlimited powers, while maintaining a definite limit on how much of it you can do.

I will also allow other players to place their powers on this resource system, if they wish-limiting their total uses of a power per day, in exchange for using more 'power tricks' than your determination would normally allow. Non-wizardry abilities can never be 'mastered', however.

Spoiler: Effects (WIP) (click to show/hide)

Thinking of making effects item and encounter related-unrelated to powers.

Anger!
+1 damage to all attacks
-1 to-hit with all attacks

Inspiration
+1 damage on next attack

Expertise
-1 damage on next attack to hit you

Tactical Advantage
All enemies gain -1 to-hit against you

Blocking
50% chance to redirect attacks aimed in your general vicinity at allies, toward yourself.

Subtle
50% chance to redirect attacks aimed in your general vicinity at yourself, toward allies.

Final notes.

It's very much an untried system. So feel free to pester me with questions!

No first come/first serve. I'm choosing the most inventive sheets I get. Interestingly enough, even if you don't get a player spot, you might enter the game as a cameo role, (Or monster of the week) if I liked your sheet enough.

1/6 isn't a typo. A certain friend who shall henceforth go unnamed helped bounce ideas around with me for this game and kept my spirits up to encourage me to go ahead and do this, so they got a preferred spot. If this troubles you, please do go away.

Also, there's really no 'setting' in this game so far-aside from quasi-utopian, vaguely steampunk, golden age heroes. I will likely be basing further details upon the players I pick. If some wants to be a grimdark shadow hunter, there's probably going to be vampires, I mean.

[Dwarmin]

Reserved

[Criptfeind]

This seems cool. I'll see about making a character (in fact, I've somewhat already started). Question! The wiki says to roll pretty much everything randomly, but in some places your character creation seems to have taken out the rolls (other then seemingly the abilities part) do we roll things like our origins and powers randomly (in powers case we roll for type but not amount maybe?) Or just pick and choose as we wish?

Edit: Adding my character sheet here so it's easier to find.

Spoiler: Johnathan Block (click to show/hide)

Hero Name: Johnathan Block
Player: Criptfeind
Origin: Unearthly

Abilities:
Prowess: 8+2
Coordination: 5
Strength: 8+2
Intellect: 3
Awareness: 4
Willpower: 4


Powers:
1. Alternate Form: Solid (PL1) (Innate)
2. Elemental Control: Earth (PL1) (Innate)
     1: Moving
     2: Shaping
3. N/A (Unearthly)
4. N/A
5. N/A

Resource Points: N/A

Specialties:
1. Science: Geology
2. Martial Arts
3. Power: Elemental Control Earth(I wasn't totally sure how to parse the power specialty, I hope that this was the right way)
4. N/A
5. N/A
6. N/A
7. N/A

Stamina: 16
Determination: 3

Bio: Johnathan Block is a mason. At least, that's what he used to be. He owns and operates the Farfield Granite Warehouse, a small stone processing company that extracted Farfield Granite from a few local quarries and processed it. His own lack of powers in a town that seemed wall to wall with them never really crossing his mind as his company cut and shaped stone in this town of non super super powered people for many years... Or, were they decades? Sometimes when he was feeling particularly well he would work with the stone himself, carving stone a job that he found quite enjoyable, unfortunately he had a rather weak constitution, a lack of stamina and shortness of breath, often combined with intermittent chest pains when he strained himself required that he left the bulk of the physical labor to his few employees a majority of the time, regulating him to mostly running the business side of things or slowly working on fine detail work when it was required.

Other then his work with his stone company he was fascinated by the big battles and events that happened between super heroes and villains out in the big cities. He didn't know why he found their stories fascinating, but every weekend he would spend his days down at the bar with all the new papers and stories he could find of the various heroic events from the past week. He'd wile away the hours reading of titanic and heroic fights and feats of the heroes and villains of the world. He wasn't quite sure what attracted his attention to this sort of interest, but it was a good hobby for him non the less, an enjoyable way to wile away the hours peacefully drinking and reading as his subconsciousness resolutely ignored the screams from somewhere in the back of his mind. His other major hobby was boxing, along with a small group of other Un-augs, or at least people who's powers wouldn't affect the match, infrequently met together to hold amateur boxing matches for sport and sometimes small prizes. When Johnathan's erratic illnesses and weakness were light he would sometimes step into the ring himself, his mason muscles and tough body, despite decayed somewhat by disuse and age, often served him well here. Although compared to the other men his lack stamina was often his downfall, and often during during the strain of a fight his chest pains would flair up, sometimes causing him to have to concede the match early. Despite these weakness he still loved the sport, and if he was unable to box himself, he still watched his friends avidly.

The past was a fog to Johnathan, and if asked he could not truly tell anyone how long he had been working and living his simple existence. Although he often felt like there was something missing in his life, his mind never seemed able to truly grasp the thought, and so it went, day after day, month after month, year after year, perhaps decade after decade, or at least, so he thought. It was brisk autumn day, and Johnathan, for reasons he wasn't quite sure of, had decided to take a walk on the outskirts of town, past a disused quarry. As he walked he considered the quarry, although intellectually he had known this place existed, this was the first time he could remember visiting it, which seemed strange to him. Who had dug it? He wasn't aware of any other stone processing companies in town. From the vegetative growth it had been dug no more then five or six years ago, not so old that he shouldn't remember who dug it. Thoughts that had long hidden in the dark recesses of his mind, past the shaky light of consciousness slowly crept forward. Perhaps on some other day he would have simply shrugged, moved on with his life, and forgotten all about this mystery. But this day he felt something tug him into the pits, some inexorable and unnoticeable pull on his soul. His curiosity overwhelmed the fog that normally lay on his mind, and with a bit of a struggle and scramble he climbed into the quarry, looking for something, although he knew not what. His search did not take long, as his feet felt guided as they took him to a nondescript wall in the side of the pit. Nondescript, but, at his probing touch the wall melted away like ice on a hot summers day, the startled Johanthan practically fell though the wall into the hidden chamber beyond.

A square room of stone, carefully shaped but never touched by a tool. The walls were covered in engravings, a few in English, some pictograph, and some in a language not of this world. in the middle of the room there was a stone pedestal, connected to the floor without even a hint of a a crack. Resting on top of the pedestal was a lump of rock, which Jonathan approached as he ignored the rest of the room around him. His mind felt jumbled, as if two titanic forces within his thoughts struggled with each other. The fog that had long lay on his mind was finally pushed away by the thoughts that had long been smothered. "This is it!" some part of his mind screamed at him. "This is the truth!" Johnathan picked up the lump of rock and saw that it was a interactively crafted heart, made of the darkest of obsidian, shot though with veins of pure gold. With a start he realized that it was moving! Slowly thumping in his hand, a weak heartbeat coming from the living stone. Although he could not explain it, the heart beat comforted him. As he held the heart close to him he felt a change working though his body. The fog that had lain over his mind for who knows how many years finally lifted. He felt... Stronger. Faster. Tougher. But at the same time became keenly aware of an agonizing pain in his chest. What the fog had muted to the occasional episode of chest pains returned in full force, his breath was swept away by the pain, and he kneeled down, left hand desperately scrambling at his chest in pain as his right clutched the stone heart. His fingers pushed against his chest with a force that surprised even himself. The questing digits shattered his ribs and his nails ripped away skin and muscle tissue, with a spasm he pulled his hand back from the gory hole. Unable to tear his eyes away he looked inside his ruined chest to where the pulped remains of his heart should be, but instead only saw that with the outer layer of ribs and flesh removed inside his chest was an empty stone cavity. Stone as black as night, smeared with blood and shot though with veins of gold. Johnathan should have been dead, or perhaps he should have freaked out and fled the scene, seeking medical attention. Instead he realized the truth of the stone heart, and placed it within his own chest cavity.

A change flowed though Johnathan, golden liquid flowing out from his heart filled his veins as his eyes turned into globules of the molten metal. His flesh smoothed, blackened and hardened, turning into shining obsidian as his golden blood flowed out though cracks in his flesh, to harden into semisolid lines of shining metal. Strength flooded his body, surging though stone muscles and empowering him to heights of strength thousands of times above his previous level. He instantly understood that this was no transformation from what he was, but rather a return to what he should have been.

Johnathan stayed in the cave almost until dawn the next day, relearning his body. He found that in addition to the remarkable physical increases his affinity for stone had deepen greatly, with only a thought he could call the stone to him, and order it to move and take shapes like one would order a favored dog. He also found that it was possible to suppress his new form, returning to his old body, now with massive scar across the chest, although even as a human he retained much of the strength and vitality of his true form. Cloaking himself in flesh once again he returned to his life, keeping the secret of what had happened to him silent. For with the fog lifted from his mind he was quick to notice the unnatural state of the town of Farfield, so many other people asking no questions, thinking no strange thoughts about their powers. He figured that the fog that had lain over his mind for so long must have the rest of the town in it's grips as well. With his greatly enhanced physical strength he found it hard to partake in many of his old activities, to much of a twitch of his fingers could shatter the glass of beer at the pub, an errant strike of the chisels could shatter the piece he was working along with the chisel itself, and the idea of boxing against unaugmented with fists that could reduce a rock to dust with a slight squeeze was of course right out the window. And so Jonathan made excuses, saying that his health was getting worse, and drew back from many of the activities he partook in before, rarely going out to drink and only merely watching the boxing matches. He was desperate to keep his secret safe, for the warning emblazoned in the cave still burned in his mind. Alongside pictographs of strange creatures, including possibly himself or others like him, fighting on grand scale battles and writing in a language that his tattered mind still could not understand, was a warning in English. Written, Johnathan thought, from himself to himself. That stated only that "There is no hope that I avoid their notice now. I will remove my heart and hide it away, in hopes that after they have taken my mind some part of me may still remain to eventually rekindle my true self." Only his burning need to know the truth of what was going on and the fear that he might be being watched kept him from trying to flee the city. Slowly and carefully he reached out to others who seemed to have broken free or been unaffected by the fog, unsure if he could trust them, but needing to find allies against his unknown fears.

Description: Johnathan block is a massive tan skinned man who appears to be sometime in his early forties. He stands slightly over six and a half feet feet tall, and his body is packed with large muscles. Typically he wears heavy leather worksman clothing, sometimes coated with a layer of stone dust. He's naturally bald and as keeps himself clean shaven, presenting a smooth head on which rests a roughly chiseled face of hard angles that often makes him appear less happy or more menacing then he truly is. A short neck soon gives way to broad shoulders that top large arms bearing thick and calloused hands. His barrel like torso is heavily packed with muscles and a massive scar runs across his chest. The lines of his body are normally quite straight and chunky, almost giving the impression of a man crudely carved from some lump of rock. An impression that becomes much more literal when he changes his form. His already bulky frame increases in size even more so, flesh is transformed into shining black obsidian. Veins of shining gold rise up from under his skin and burst though the cracks in his body and from between the joins. This golden pattern forms a flexable semiliquid material that allows his body to flex and move.

Aspects
Qualities
Catchpharase:
Connections: 1: The Unaug boxing club of farfield. A group made by and for the suspiciously small in number unauged community, they love the physical sport of boxing untainted by unfair augmented advantages. 2: The Farfield Granite Warehouse. Jonathans business, although he no long openly works the stone, he still loves the work, and runs the business side as well as ever. The few employees he has are probably the closet to family he has, at least as far as he is aware.
Idenity: Johnathan Block, local business owner. A man in increasingly poor health, but still respected in the community.
Motivation: Finding the Secret of Farfield and his own origin. What sinister darkness lays hidden under this idealistic community and why did he spend so long living here in a daze? Although he fears that looking into it will bring his end, Johnathan is driven to find out what exsactly is going on!

Challenges
Enemy: Some sinister force holds Farfield in it's clutches, and for an unknown number of years held Johnathan as well. What is this force? Who is behind it? Whatever the truth is, it's certain that they have nothing good for Johnathan in mind!
Personal: Man of Steel, world of Tissue paper. With Johnathans great physical strength comes the issues inherent with being able to reduce pretty much anything you touch to dust. He must exercise constant restraint to avoid destruction of properties and lives, and this situation only becomes worse when he's transformed. His strength jumps up even higher and the poor tactile senses of his hard rock body makes it harder to tell how much force he is applying
Social: When Johnathan changes he takes on quite a terrifying aspect. An Obsidian monster, terrifying to many, especially those who don't know it.
Social: Currently Johnathan enjoys a position as a respectable small business owner. If people were to witness his transformation into the obsidian monster it could harm his business interests and social life, not to mention bring down whatever conspiracy is controlling the town of Farfield down directly on his head.

Drawbacks:

There can be only one: John's first thought on gaining his fragment of memory was...fear. Not for himself, but of others-those who would steal the Stoneheart, if they could. His heart, while his and his alone...was neither good nor evil, and had no allegiance beyond those who have the power to claim and wield it. He further felt this heart was also merely a fragment of a greater whole, one that desired reunion with the others...perhaps, at the expense of those who wield them.

Effect: John's heart is not the only heart. There are other 'Stonehearts' in the world, each one carefully protected by their owner. If a wielder is particularly ruthless...or merely fortunate...he can claim another piece of the Stoneheart, and strengthen his powers even further. In turn, however, he finds himself the target of the others. In the end, the Heart must be made whole-this is a deep imperative in all who wield the power, that is difficult even for a good man to resist entirely. All Stonehearts feel the need to seek and claim more pieces of this great power, perhaps tearing the living stone from the former wielders body if need be.

[kj1225]

Spoiler: I like superheros (click to show/hide)

Hero Name:  Grenade Wave
Player: KJ1225
Origin: Gimmick

Abilities (Roll 2d6 for each.)
Prowess:  3
Coordination: 5
Strength: 4
Intellect: 5
Awareness: 5 +2 from origin
Willpower:  5

Powers (Choose 3 or less.)
1. Blast (Gadget:  Fireworks Launcher, Blasting, Force damage) L1
2. Resistance:  Force L1 (Gadget:  Blast Suit)
3. Leaping (Gadget:  See Power 1) L1
4. (Power Level ?)
5. (Power Level ?)

Resource Points: (Pertinent specialty bonus+ability score, If applicable. See house rules for more info.)

Specialties (Choose 3)
1. Weapons: Guns/Grenade Launchers  (Expert from Origin)
2. Aerial Combat
3. Chemistry
4.
5.
6.
7.

Stamina: 9
Determination 3

Bio and Description
Bio:  GW Used to... Ugh, he can never remember. It must have been something big... It left him with a rather nasty assortment of scars and burns along the left side of his body, though it's only visible on some parts of his hand and occasionally his ankle. He chooses to not dwell on it much. He focuses more on his hobby and job. He makes fireworks at his house/workshop somewhat distanced from the town. While some would consider it odd, it's hard to not appreciate the small shows he does every Friday night. But despite his love for his work and his relatively peaceful existence something about his scars makes him feel like he's missing something. This has lead to him joining up with the group, allowing them to meet at his house and preparing snacks for when they do. But really the only person that would know about this is his adopted daughter, Kate.
About once a week GW goes to the house of Lillian to have lunch following a discussion about kids that lead into their lives in general and somehow lead up to them agreeing to meet for lunch. There were a few rough patches due to some scheduling conflicts around June and a variety of rumors that were simply uncouth (though they may or may not be true) but in the end they both continue meeting. Kate sometimes comes as well, thinking of Lillian as a surrogate mother due in no small part to the motherly aura of the woman.

Description:  A rather large man made larger by his work clothes that he is normally seen in. His hair is red and finely groomed with a clean shaven face. For obvious reasons he mostly wears long pants and shirts, particularly flannel and jeans. Over all when he's seen about town he's rather friendly sometimes giving his more harmless creations out to children (with the permission of their parents).

Aspects and Challenges
Aspects:  Catchphrase:  Blast it all.
Connection: Kate.
Challenging:  Weakness:  Children
Personal:  Most of his left side is covered in scar tissue.
Drawbacks: I will personally feel this in for you, once I have accepted your hero for play. Tho you can post suggestions! Expect me to try and bring you in line if I think your hero has the potential to outshine the others a bit too much-or just add an interesting twist.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Spoiler: I'll go for the toku ripoff, please (click to show/hide)

Hero Name: Gear Sheriff Abram
Player: ElfCollaborator
Origin: Gimmick

Abilities:
Prowess: 6
Coordination: 7
Strength: 4
Intellect: 8
Awareness: 8 + 2 [Origin]
Willpower: 8

Proof of rolls.

Powers:
1. Invulnerability [Gadget: Gear Sheriff Armor] [L1]
2. Blast: Shooting [Gadget: Clockwork Rifle] [L1]
3. Life Support [Breathing] [Gadget: Gear Sheriff Armor] [L1]
4.
5.

Resource Points: (Pertinent specialty bonus+ability score, If applicable. See house rules for more info.)

Specialties:
1. Weapons: Guns
2. Mechanics [Gimmick Speciality] [Free]
3. Law
4. Criminology
5.
6.
7.

Stamina: 12
Determination: 3

Biography:
The Gear Sheriffs are the chief enforcers of an international group of law enforcers, the International Policing Society, fueled by the desire to protect justice and innocents, and united in their passion to apprehend criminals. What sets them apart from ordinary policemen is their signature Gear Sheriff Armor, a set of clockwork-powered armor (the original creator long since forgotten), impervious to physical attack and resistant to many hazards that can be put on at any time, anywhere to allow the Gear Sheriffs to respond with ease to any situation and any crime. When acting as Gear Sheriffs, they take up different names, to separate them from the identity of the normal men and women who take up the mantle of a Gear Sheriff, and often these names are passed down, leaving some in the criminal underworld to believe that the Sheriffs are immortals, when one is seemingly killed only to reappear the next day to apprehend them. One such Sheriff is Abram, named for the first Sheriff to take up the mantle who died in battle attempting to evacuate a young lady and her child. His Armor has been passed down the organisation's ranks, enforcer after enforcer claiming the mantle of Abram and perpetuating the myth of the immortal Sheriffs.

Lillian Oakley doesn't remember much about her days before Farfield. Her presence as the local proper lady, holding tea parties ever so often and socialising at the town soirees would convince an uninformed onlooker of her descent from some sort of nobility; helped by her seemingly having money out of nowhere to spend on tea, food and books. Of course, 'Lady Oakley', as she's known, wouldn't be able to tell you if, as the rumours say, she is truly descended from old Scottish nobility who fled long ago to what was once the United States- thus explaining her seeming lavish amounts of money- or if those other rumours about her and certain Farfielders are true and she has some sort of tryst with the local fireworks expert she often takes luncheon with. Apart from a rather unnervingly good aim and a near-encyclopedic knowledge of mechanics, she seems rather like your typical high-class lady, well-travelled with a few languages under her belt and a love of fine tea. To assume that, as with all proper ladies, Lillian remains at home at night to read and enjoy a nice cup of tea would be the logical reaction; indeed, who would connect the sweet, motherly Lady Oakley with the rumours that a Gear Sheriff is in town, patrolling the border every night and apprehending criminals unfortunate enough to cross their path? Surely such a connection would be preposterous, right?

But of course, it's not entirely preposterous. Lillian doesn't remember when, specifically, she acquired the Abram armor. She doesn't remember many things. All she knows is that three years ago, she woke up in a nice house in Farfield that they said belonged to her and ended up accidentally activating the Armor when she was attempting to make some cookies for the neighbor kids. Indeed, with her nightly jaunts as the town guard, Lillian hopes that she'll find some hint of her past, ever since a flash of her memory- her pushing a child out of the way of an oncoming flash- had occurred to her when she caught and apprehended a burglar. Of course, it's mainly to keep an eye on people and the town she's grown to love and has grown to love her in return, but if she can find some sort of hint to her past, to what had happened before Farfield, to how she became a Gear Sheriff, then so be it. 

All a lie. Her real identity is the great-great-grandmother of a certain Lilly Satou.

Description: Lillian is the very image of prim and proper, standing out strikingly from your average Farfielder. Indeed, with long blonde hair tied with a small ribbon, bright blue eyes and a tall frame with curves that would be the envy of most women, one would be hard pressed to not notice her, as she looks the very image of a young lady in her early 20s. Her sense of dress is also quite proper, with simple, but opulent-seeming dress being the order of the day with her. At home, she is rarely seen without a teacup in one hand and a book in the other and outside, never without a convenient walking-stick and a bag to carry books and biscuits. She is normally rather composed and polite, rarely raising her voice, and often holds small tea parties to which she invites a few friends of hers- nobody really close to her. She also does her best to be as kind as she can, trying to avoid conflict by careful control of her temper, although she does have a coy, mischievous side. She is rather nice to children herself, often offering them cookies when they pass by her house. Her composed visage and quiet nature hides a burning desire to protect the innocent and uphold justice, one which she unleashes as Gear Sheriff Abram; one which occasionally rears its head when people agitate her enough to see the steel hidden beneath her silk and realise that for all her seeming quiet nature, she has an inner flame of her own. Fitting for a Gear Sheriff in disguise.

As Gear Sheriff Abram, her armor coats her from head to toe, and one would be hard-pressed to associate this almost-robotic visage with the lady beneath; the armor is all-encompassing to the point that anything about the wearer is hidden in the stiff-seeming nature of the armor. The armor is constructed from long, bronze plates covering her forearms, lower legs, groin and torso, with the segments in between protected by some sort of metallic chainmail and her shoulders covered with bronze pauldrons, allowing it to protect the wearer while remaining relatively flexible. Her helmet is rather robotic, too, with a black visor covering the eyes and a silver mouthpiece taking up the rest, with bronze plates protecting the side, back and top of her head (never ask where her hair goes, even she doesn't know the answer). The armor slides out from a small, bronze belt that Lillian wears at all times, and slides back in when not in use, seemingly vanishing and reappearing out of nothing. Of course, a good Gear Sheriff is never seen without their weapon, and hers is the Clockwork Rifle; a rifle fashioned from bronze with a wooden stock and grip, fitted with non-lethal ammunition (nets, soft ammo and what-not) and lethal ammunition for the apprehension and when necessary, execution of criminals respectively, capable of firing farther and faster than a normal gun of the period. The name 'Abram' is carved into the stock, reminding the wielder and anyone with good sense who is currently in their vicinity. Finally, the suit carries several cuffs and ropes to restrain criminals for apprehension and subsequent trial.

Aspects:
Catchphrase: "Now, count up your crimes.", and only with a flick of the right wrist and a finger pointed at the enemy as she says it. Alternatively, "My, my." "Ara, ara."
Motivation: The protection of innocents and the maintenance of justice. Mainly the former; she has a soft spot for children in particular. And burn victims. And heart patients.
Identity: Best Girl In The Game Lady Oakley, the sweet, tea-loving young lady who carries herself with an air of nobility and motherly nature.
Epithet: The Gear Sheriff. Alternatively, the Clockwork Deadeye for when there is more than one Gear Sheriff in play.
Transformation Pose (Because all good toku heroes must have them): Lillian clenches her fist and raises her left hand over her chest, saying 'Put On', before turning, crouching and pushing her fist to the ground, pulling back and raising her right hand to the sky. This activates her Armor and transforms her into Gear Sheriff Abram. She can also activate it in emergency situations by yelling 'Put On', but it causes some pain due to the rapid shifting of the plates that make up the armor.

Challenges:
Personal: Sometimes, the protection of innocents conflicts with her desire to uphold the law. Similarly, if one attempts to harm children, though her anger may not be fiery, her ability to restrain herself is compromised in such situations. She also has a tendency to keep her problems to herself, much to her own detriment as she believes she must bear her own burdens.

Social: Even if she is a rather beloved lady of the town, old-fashioned people unaware of her identity as Gear Sheriff Abram or her reputation as Lady Oakley and convinced of female weakness may treat Lillian as if she were fragile. This tends to go away when she starts shooting things or when she visibly transforms in front of them.

Drawbacks: Lillian loses her suit-based abilities if she loses her Gear Sheriff Armor.

[Dwarmin]

This seems cool. I'll see about making a character (in fact, I've somewhat already started). Question! The wiki says to roll pretty much everything randomly, but in some places your character creation seems to have taken out the rolls (other then seemingly the abilities part) do we roll things like our origins and powers randomly (in powers case we roll for type but not amount maybe?) Or just pick and choose as we wish?

The stats were the only thing I figured could be randomized fairly, the rest you can pick and choose. I'd rather player choice and some sort of narrative over a bunch of random abilities, which people would feel compelled to cheat with anyway if they didn't get exactly what they wanted.

If you want to make a totally random hero you certainly can-roll powers, then decide what sort of character it is.

[Criptfeind]

Cool. Also are we using the Level Determination table for abilities or just 6 straight 2d6s? I thought at first that it was the level determination table, but the "pick a mental or physical character by points" option seems to give a rather large amount of ability points for that to be the case and it does just say 2d6 in character creation, so I thought I might as well ask.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

can't decide if sharpshooter or tokusatsu hero ripoff
hm

[Dwarmin]

Cool. Also are we using the Level Determination table for abilities or just 6 straight 2d6s? I thought at first that it was the level determination table, but the "pick a mental or physical character by points" option seems to give a rather large amount of ability points for that to be the case and it does just say 2d6 in character creation, so I thought I might as well ask.

Huh! I have to correct that. I thought it was 2d6 straight with a max of 12, not 2d6=table with a max of 8.

Making some adjustments.

[Dwarmin]

Right, just do 1d8. Or 2d6 and consult the table. It's the same thing. Also changed the 'set stats' a bit.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

Hm. Seems interesting enough, I'll prolly make a character.

Spoiler: Lazy Bastard (click to show/hide)

Hero Name: Libra (Hubert Kingston)
Player: BlitzDungeoneer
Origin: Birthright

Abilities (Roll 1d8 for each.)
Prowess: 4
Coordination: 4
Strength: 3
Intellect: 6
Awareness: 7
Willpower: 8

Powers (Choose 3 or less.)
1. Teleportation (L1)
2. Gravity Control (Moving, Attacking) (L1)
3. Dimension Travel (L1)
4. (Power Level ?)
5. (Power Level ?)

Resource Points: (Pertinent specialty bonus+ability score, If applicable. See house rules for more info.)

Specialties (Choose 3)
1. Power: Teleportation
2. Power: Dimension Travel
3. Mental Resistance
4.
5.
6.
7.

Stamina: 11
Determination: 3

Bio and Description
Bio: Hubert's just an average Farfield guy. He doesn't really think about life before Farfield all that much, and having spent, what, 5-10 years, give or take, hasn't really done much to help that. He's long since stopped so much as thinking about what the world outside of Farfield might be like, content to just go through the motions of his job as deliveryman, using his teleportation to speed things along when nobody is looking. He's relatively well-liked throughout the town for his quick, efficient service and his rather carefree attitude as a result. Recently, he joined in with group looking for, well, understanding, for lack of a better thing to do. Not like he had many hobbies to begin with, right? Might as well do something in his spare time.

Well, that's what he tells the others, anyway. He's had his suspicions about Farfield for a while now, after all. Disjointed memories, odd flashes of insight that he was pretty sure he shouldn't have... Lots of little things niggling at the back of his head. Not something he would have normally paid attention to, but they built up and up, until he couldn't ignore it any longer, and decided to investigate.

Part of that was joining up with the group, but, in his spare time, he investigated by himself, too. Newspapers, reports, word of mouth... Slowly, but surely, Hubert found out more and more about the hero called 'Libra', who was most notable for suddenly appearing one day, and, 2 years later, disappearing equally suddenly. His powers were... Similar, if admittedly far more powerful, but the personality, the appearance, even tastes in costume being so similar they may as well be the same? Something was going on, and Hubert was going to find out what.

Description: Hubert, appearance-wise, seems to be the very definition of laziness. Messy black hair and crumpled clothes are a common occurence with him. Despite his propensity for laziness, he always looks cleanly-shaven. His eyes are a piercing blue, which sometimes makes him look incredibly intelligent and other times like he's just staring at you for no real reason. He generally prefers blue and black clothes. Jeans, shorts, hoodies, shirts? Always blue and/or black. Well, unless he's delivering something. Then he wears the proper uniform.
Aspects and Challenges
Aspects
Catchphrase: "I would do anything, if it meant nothing at all was done." *wink*
                     OR
                     "Well, don't say I didn't warn ya."
Identity: Hubert Kingston, Lazy but Efficient Deliveryman
Motivation: Making sure villains and criminals get nothing done whatsoever.
Epithet: "World's Laziest Hero?" yes the question mark is necessary


Challenge:
Personal: From time to time, Libra deems something to be, in his own words, 'too much of a pain in the ass' and decides to, for all intents and purposes, ignore it. Be it fighting a villain, making food or just something like being on time for some meeting or other, Libra's laziness will get the better of him, and he'll just watch, maybe take a nap in some other dimension if he can be arsed.
Social: A lot of the time, people like his carefree attitude. Every once in a while, though, someone hears his informal tone, sees his unkempt appearance, and assumes the worst of him. Insults can often follow, and respect is extremely difficult to then gain from them. Note that these people generally tend to be those who consider themselves of a 'higher class'.

Drawbacks: I will personally feel this in for you, once I have accepted your hero for play. Tho you can post suggestions! Expect me to try and bring you in line if I think your hero has the potential to outshine the others a bit too much-or just add an interesting twist.

[kj1225]

Can one have resistance to Blast attacks?

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Thinking of joining but it looks like a lot.

[Dwarmin]

Can one have resistance to Blast attacks?

That power I think you are referring to literally seems to be 'elemental resistance'-like against fire, ice, poison etc. You're asking to be resistant to ALL non-lethal ranged attacks, which is the definition of 'Blasting'.

[kj1225]

Oh, so I should specify into something like Force or something?