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Arashiofordo3
Nov 5, 2010

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may prove lethal.
Character sheet WIP

Janus - The Prime Soul




Transformed state

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-From the report of S.T.A.B Research, Observation, and Development (R.O.D) department Thaumaturge, Dr Strong-

Research subject: #15996320 - 9B

...Following on from the study on Inaccessible Dimensions & Theoretical Rift Portals by Dr Manning, I have discovered a previously undocumented instance of a 'living rift'. Unlike the stationary rifts discribed in Dr Mannings study. This rift not only moves, but is reported to be sentient.

Existing as a human shaped door to what is theorised to be an entirely separate dimension. The 'door' self identifies as "Janus" but it is unclear if this is a title or a name. Janus appears to be a normal human male. Roughly 5' 7'', fare skinned, with piercing orange eyes. Multiple physical descriptions have been reported, but they eyes are consistent across all instances. Janus is not a single person, but a multitude of diffrent peronalities which appear separate from Janus itself. Thamaturge Sirgi theorises that Janus is an artificial being and that each different appearance may be a separate manufacture of this same door. The implications of this could be that the beings of this dimension are using Janus as a spy tool, observing our own worlds. We should investigate the potential risks and defensive strategies to implement in the event that they attempt to invade.

When the "door" is open, a number of things can occur. Basic forms can emerge, currently a maximum of 6 have been observed. These forms have been dubbed "Shades", their abilities are weak and can achieve a few limited tasks. These shades can be summoned easily and with little effort. Witness reports have stated that the Shades display personality 'quirks'. However, these witnesses cannot be relied on for accurate reports as many lack supporting evidence. Regardless a few notable personalties have been sighted on multiple instances. Please see attachment *R for the currently complied list.

Janus can additionally call to more powerful beings, dubbed 'Phantasms' or 'Wraiths'. These are far more individualistic and harder to control. Janus appears adept at summoning and banishing these creatures, though weather they're the same as the Shades or drawn from some other place is difficult to determined. Past report have shown Janus bargaining with the strongest of these Wraiths. It may be possible to turn these creatures against Janus, I have sent a request to Proffessor Xarn of the Enchanting Bindings and Runes team to begin investigations. Janus may know many of the answers to these questions, but past attempts to interview him have been unsuccessful. Please see attached incident report AAB8826-15/917.

Aside from the portal properties that Janus has displayed, it has shown some skills of its own. Minor combat abilities, and knowledge. It's greater combat reliance seems to be on the Shades. However, one field report mentions a modification of it's physical form that resulted in increased strength and defensive capabilities, alongside an inhuman appearance. Possibly a last resort should the situation warrant it as Janus's appearance was so monstrous that it was easily identified in the midst of the battle.

Personality reports advise that Janus is not socially versed. Displaying markers that suggest it is unaware of many of our social customs. A certain brash rudeness, coupled with detachment and empathy issues may suggest sociopathic tendencies. But conflicting reports show moments of altruism and compassion for no reward. Regardless in all instances Janus seems distracted by the chatter of it's shades and is noted to speak to them out loud in many instances. It is possible that the shades are influencing Janus's actions. Like different pilots at the bridge of the same ship.

With intentions as of yet unknown, and no obvious pattern of movement. I recommend further observation is required. It is possible we could obtain powerful allies. But until we can confirm the rifts objective, it would be unwise to offer access to what could prove to be a hostile enemy agent.

Janus looked up from the papers, stroking his chin. Curious lot, this S.T.A.B group were. It was amusing to see how desperately they were tying to figure him out. He idly leafed through the other pages of the report. The minds behind his eyes commenting and highlighting different sections of the text. Yadda yadda yadda "hostile force of unknown intentions" blah blah blah "no known afflications to recognised organisations" ect ect ect "Recommend immediate extermination" bla- wait, what? Oh, wait, they're talking about something else. False alarm.

He dumped the papers back onto the desk, already piled high with scattered documents, and turned the swivel chair he was sitting in to face the man the Shades were holding still.

"So, interesting report you've got here. Don't suppose you've got an explanation as to why you tried to lure me into an ambush?" He asked lightly, observing his hostage. A merc if he'd ever seen one. Scruffy bounty hunting badass with more scars then sense. He struggled vainly against the six figures holding him still. Janus had not intended him to come back. He'd hoped to raid the place and leave with Rambo here none the wiser. Still, in for a penny in for a pound.

"You drat freak! Don't think you're walking out of this alive!" The Hunter spat. Apparantly he was missing a few teeth as well. Charming.

"It's lovely of you to be so concerned for me. But I'll be fine." Janus muttered, half focusing on the man. He rose from the chair, stretching. He needed to get out of here. It there were bounties being put on his head, he'd clearly overstayed his welcome. Plus pissed off someone with enough connections to get report copies from the S.T.A.B. Why did things have to be so difficult? Sure, he'd brought down that smuggling ring, but they'd attacked him! It was hardly his fault that he'd won the fight. Some people just did not known how to not let things get personal.

[what do we do, Janus? Kill him?] Dakuvak, one of the shades asked.

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking...!" Janus waved the question aside. He knew exactly what he was going to do. "So, first, places like this are notorious for suddenly catching fire, or so I hear. But of course, I, as an upstanding citizen of this wonderful universe of ours, would never set a place on fire myself." The Hunter narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"However..." Janus continued, his voice suddenly a lot colder. "I don't have to." He raised his hand and streched his fingers. The space in the room felt suddenly wrong, like it was out of focus. The Hunter's panting breaths crystallized in the air as the temperature dropped. "I call to you...!" stated Janus his eyes glowing with a power that filled the old mercenary with a dream he had not felt since he looked into the eyes of the man who took his arm. He thought he was going to die when he looked into those eyes back then. Now looking deep into these irises glowing with arcane power, he knew he was going to die.

Something unseen seized him by the head. He could feel cold long talons cradling his skull. The razor sharp points bringing trickles of blood to the surface. Something formed from that sensation. Otherworldly, wrong, terrifying. The mercenary didn't notice that the Shades had dispersed. His whole world consistid of the skull like face that he was forced to stare into. Pitiless eyes aeons old that made him feel so small and so weak.

"The bargain is struck, gatekeeper! it hissed.

"I shall leave you to your work." Janus replied. leaving the dwelling and closing the soundproof door behind him. The screams started soon after. But the safehouse had been designed to not let any sound out. No one knew what was happening until the entire building's fire alarms went off. Janus melted into the fleeing crowd, and was long gone before the local constabulary showed up. His heavy hood hid those bright eyes from the swirl of humanity all around him. The Super shades of Rene, Sammi, and Rags formed around him, as though they always had been there.

[What's the plan, boss man?] Rags asked. Teeth bared, eager for more action. There was just no helping that guy. He'd kill the whole world if he had the chance.

"We needed a way of this world." Janus stated.

[But there's still so much to see!] Rene interjected, pouting. [The arena was offering a fighting torment. The local gossip said a few of the contestants were even off worlders! Perhaps you could bargain your way on board?]

"That's... Not actually a bad plan...!" Janus said, supprised. Rene was not known for making the best decisions. She looked pretty pleased with herself. "Pity I have nothing to barter with." he pointed out.

[W-W-Well, m-maybe I can h-help?] Sammi stammered, she was a shy little thing. But she had a knack with machines that bordered on genius.

"Would you be up for doing that?" he tried to keep the disbelieve out of his voice. She gave a nervous little nod, and then leant in on him, seeking comfort from him. Janus put an arm around her shoulders without thinking about it.

"Well then, we have a plan boys and girls. Lets go get us a ride." Janus nodded. Fading once more, into the steady stream of people. The great unwashed mass of humanity carried him along, away from the blazing flames that raged through the safe house, and the quickly blacking scraps of the S.T.A.B report.

- - -
A list of notable shades

Sammi
- Notably smaller than most other shades, 'Sammi' takes the form of a young girl, possibly in her teenage years. Her personality appears to be shy and nervous. Sammi is only ever seems to appear in moments of calm, often hiding under Janus's arm. Her talents seem to lie with machinery.

The most likely Shade to: Want a hug.

Rene - Female shade that seems to enjoy parties and dancing. Most often sighted leading a ranged unit of Shades. Reports indicate she's outgoing, and quick to take action, but may not be the best at coming up with plans. Likes to try and tease others, but seems incapable of taking it herself.

The most likely Shade to: Drink too much and pass out.

Rags - Sighted only when there is violence to be found. Leads melee unit Shades. Enjoys fighting, a little too much to be honest. Rags throws himself at problems recklessly. And often argues with Janus when he tries to not solve problems with murder.

The most likely Shade to: Laugh when you fall down the stairs.

Rosethorn - Rarely sighted. Intellectual male Shade who seems to have terrible arrogance problems. No one seems to like him. But has his uses here and there. Only ever summoned to consult. Enjoys hamming it up and being the centre of attention anyway.

The most likely Shade to: Insult you until you cry, and then continue to insult you because you're crying.

Argus - Appears as a kindly old man, with a stooped back. Usually surrounded by a gaggle of other shades. Provides medial aid and words of encouragement. Seems to be some kind of leader. Little else is known.

The most likely Shade to: Be incapable of seeing you through his eyebrows.


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HP: 40/40
Endurance: 50/50


POWERS 30
Agile 2
Attack 2
Combat Expert 2
Connected 3
Evasive 2
Invisibility 2
Minions 3
Quick 2
Smart 2
Spirit Medium 4
Transformation 3
Knowledge 2 [Spirits]
Knowledge 2 [languages]
Vigorous 1

WEAKNESSES -25
Absent-Minded -1
Bizarre Appearance -1 [glowing amber irises]
Code of Conduct -1
Emotionless -1
Easily Distracted -1
Fear [Small spaces] -2
Focus [Invisibility - Bracer] -1
Focus [Spirit Medium – Silver Ring] 2
Endurance Use [Invisibility] -1
Love Magnet -1
Impaired Sense [Taste] -2
Outcast -2
Loner -1
Rude -2
Quirk -2 [staring]
Overconfident -1
Room for Two -1
Short Tempered -1
Wanted -1


Transformation: 6
Attack 1
Armoured 2
Combat Expert 1
Intimidating 2
Quick 1
Strong 2
Bizarre Appearance -2
Short Tempered -1

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Minions: Shades

HP: 10
Endurance: 20

Advantages
Arcane Magic 2
Combat Expertise 2
Evasive 2
Iron Willed 1
Perceptive 1
Sixth Sense 2 ["Gut Feelings" (Echos from the other side)]
Vigorous 1

Weaknesses
Accidental Transformation (bizarre appearance -2, Emotionless -2, Slow -2 Incorporeal form 3) -3 [Trigger: Lost Control]
Easily Distracted -1
Dependency [20 meter range of Janus] -1
Dependency [30 meter range of Janus] -1
Room for two [All the other shades] -2
Naive -1
Dull -1


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Janus's Attacks

Grapple a go go! - Roll: 6 | DX: 0 | End: 0
Ranged+0, Paralizing+20, No damage-20
Summoning a group of Shades, Janus instructs them to grab and pin the target, holding them still.

Hands of Dust - Roll: 7 | DX: 3 | End: 0
Accurate+5, Defensive x2+10, Fatiguing+0 -Low Penetration x3-15
An unarmed defensive attack utilizing martial arts. A basic low key form of self defence for blending in.

Force Pulse - Roll: 8 | DX: 5 | End: 5
Effective x2+10 Ranged+0, Inaccurate-5
With a gesture, Janus fires a burst of magical energy

Shade Blitz - Roll: 9 | DX: 5 | End: 10
Overwhelming+15, Effective x2+10, Accurate x3+10, Build Up x3-15, Unwieldy x2-10, Weapon [Unsummoned shades] -5
Drawing his target close, Janus summons a ton of shades in rapid succession, battering his opponent relentlessly with attacks from every direction.

-Transformed attacks-

Claws of Dust - Roll: 9 | DX: 8 | End: 0
Accurate x2+10, Effective x2+10, Unwieldy x3-15, Low Penetration x1-5
Janus attacks with his transformed body, hacking and slashing with great fury and power.

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Shade's Attacks

Shade Melee - Roll: 4 | DX: 1 | End: 0
A simple melee attack with armaments formed out of Shade stuff

Shade Ranged - Roll: 4 | DX: 1 | End: 0
Ranged+0
A simple ranged attack with armaments formed out of Shade stuff

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Arashiofordo3
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The shy cyborg Inventor



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An Arena, watching people fighting for prizes. Not the kind of place she'd thought she'd be. But apparently it was important. The pungent smell of stale sweat and spilled alcohol floated lazily through the air, like a fly with nowhere to go. Draped in the awful scent of vomit and injury. The crowd chanted and bayed for blood. The fighters gave it too them. The brutality was breathtaking in it's callousness. It honestly made her a little sick. Although that might be because she could see the boils of the man in front jiggle along with his fat every time he cheered.

Sammi Cubrick did not like this place.

She was thankful that she was only there in 'spirit'. The Janus drive allowing her and a few others access as a simplistic ghost creature. The complicated holo rigs that matched their movements to their shades on the other side gave them full life like control. It was quite beautiful in it's own way. She could experience that world safely from the cradle she had designed and invented. As a mechanic she wasn't really supposed to be doing this. But the other leaders insisted. Especially Rene. She always worked hard to include Sammi, look after her. Rene didn't even mind it when she fell asleep in her lap during the long boring meetings they sometimes forced them to attend.

Besides, they systems still had some bugs in it. They needed to be ironed out before they could be rolled out to other locations- A signal flashed on her readouts, energy marker. The woman.... nooooo! Oh towers! It's a robot! No! Wait! Even better! A mech! A human sized mech! Sammi sat up, her eyes gleaming. The Sensation feedback of Janus's arm around her shoulders buzzed. Stopping her from moving fully. But she didn't care. Technical readouts flashed up on screen and she navigated through them with trembling fingers. The pilot was a tiny creature. Some kind of sprite? Didn't matter. It was using tech. As far as Sammi was concerned that meant that it was her champion. The only fighter out there who really stood for her. She tapped out a quick message *I hope the fairy mech wins*. Rene's reply was practically instant. *The Fairy mech? Marker please :)*.

Sammi obliged, and watched in awe as the fairy did battle with numerous foes. Her heart was in her mouth for most of it. Watching the mechanism dodge and weave with it's red circle hovering over it's head. It wasn't until the psychic girl paralized her that Sammi started to not enjoy herself. *That's not fair! TT_TT* she typed. The opposition was cheating! Rene's reply was mesured. *Aw, sorry your fairy didn't win kiddo, but you know, that girl reminds me of you a little bit.* Sammi blinked in surprise. How? She was quiet, and shy, and... oh, now she thought about it, they were kind of alike. *Well... at least I'm not a cheater!*. Rene did not reply.

She watched the girl with interest, a little pang in her heart, like looking upon a kindred spirit. She snuggled closer into Janus's cloak. Feeling conflicted. Then the new challenger entered the arena. Then all she felt was panic. Warnings flashed on her displays.

"Y-You've got t-to get o-out of there! R-R-Run! She's d-dangerous!" Sammi yelled. Wondering why her voice wasn't projecting. She buried her face into Janus's chest so she didn't have to watch. Realising she'd switched off her mike set. "T-They're g-g-going to w-win, r-right Janus?" She asked. He was good at fighting, he'd know the answer. His response did little to inspire confidence. Nor did the psychic keeling over. Sammi checked her scanners, something had knocked her out. A signal of some kind. Forgetting that she was by no means a fighter, Sammi made her attempt to escape first from Janus's cloak, and then from the man himself.

It lasted all of about three seconds before the servos jammed. He'd got her pinned. No! What about the girl! What about the Fairy mech! She couldn't sit here and do nothing! *Rene! Help!* she typed quickly. *Do that thing that I taught you. You know the bad touch thing!* came the reply. She couldn't quite understand why Janus reacted the way he did. But it worked. She was running, jumping, dashing down the steps. More warning flashed on screen as the battle continued. The screen flickered for a moment. But she was there! The barrier hummed in front of her.

"C-Come on... g-g-get up!" She yelled to the psychic. Flicking through the signal identifiers. Whatever it was, it was unusual. She'd never come across anything like it. She rerouted power, trying to boost her own signal. But she couldn't get it across the breach. Nothing got across, nothing except these shade forms anyway. She slammed her fists weakly against the barrier. It pulsed merrily.

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

Sammi blinked. Janus was on top of her. So was Rene. What just happened? She froze as his bright amber eyes met hers. He was so close, she could feel his breath on her face. Sammi blushed profusely. Her vitals reported a rise in body temperature, heart rate increased. Beads of sweat prickled along her spine. *Oooh, I think someone likes you! ;p* Rene's text flashed on hud. Sammi squirmed, Rene had a talent for finding what embarrassed Sammi more than anything else. She only had to mention kissing and Sammi would start to panic and blush. Although if she was joking around right now, then maybe the danger was passed?

"You okay Kiddo?" Rene asked. Patting Sammi's head. She expected that familiar feedback buzz. That phantom sensation of something touching you. Instead something seazed her. Sammi screamed. Alarms blared almost instantly. Pain, real pain shot through her scalp where a hand gripped hold of her hair. She was torn from the cradle. The sudden feedback knocking her senseless. Sammi whimpered where she lay, stunned. The room span, she was going to be sick. Her brain screamed at her GET UP! GET UP!

Something grabbed her again, hard and cold. Dragging her from the floor and slamming her into the wall. She flailed helplessly, limbs no longer following commands. Tears rolled down her face as she cried in terror. So scared she couldn't even think. She could hear someone yelling her name. She raised a hand, blindly reaching out in that direction.

"H-Help-"

The world exploded. Sammi felt herself being torn appart at the seams and scattered across a screaming void of black nothingness. She felt herself steach and contract. A hand plunged deep into her chest like an icicle. Wrapping around her heart. Something started to crush her head. Noise like the end of the world howled in her ears, louder and louder! And louder! AND LOUDER! AND LOUDER!!!

Sammi flew through the air and landed hard on the earthy ground. She bounced. Her natural armour absorbing most of the impact, but still whinding her. Sammi rolled to a stop. Panting, dizzy. Her stomach twisted. She took a few moments to let the world stop spinning. Sammi sat up, and took in her surroundings.

Panic set in.

She scrambled to her feet, her heart pounding, she looked around. She was in an alleyway. It looked like the city she'd watched Janus walk through. A blacked batch of smoking ground her point of entry. She could smell the grease and blood. The smell of burning stone. She breathed it in. Wait. That shouldn't be possible. The air was filtered back at the lab... Oh towers no. The readouts told her everything she feared. She was no longer in the lab. She was outside in a place she had never been before. She was alone....

Sammi Cubrick, started to scream.






Sammi Cubric is not of this world. That much is clear. Especially given how she entered it. The same portal that sucked in Janus, spat her out. Which was something of a surprise to all involved. Especially Sammi, because she was under the impression that it was impossible.

Her body is partly mechanical in nature, although it is unclear if these modifications happened at birth or later on. She looks completely human for the most part. But exposure to EMP causes her modifications to show through. She's managed to retain some of her abilities, but her main skills revolve around her genius grasp of technology. She can quickly manufacture items for quick use. Or spend longer making a more powerful device. The only two things that can drag her out of her shell is machines and gadgets, and desserts. Sammi speaks in a nervous stammer face to face, but through electronic means her speech loses the stammer.

Though she is not much of a social butterfly, Sammi longs for the approval of those around her. Trying her hardest to help however she can. Though this can often lead to her being easily manipulated. At least until someone can point out that she's being misled. She loves cuddles and snuggling up with someone, often she'll attach herself to one person, who she looks up too like a big sister/brother. She's quick to tears, and blushing. It's entirely possible to make her do both by looking at her long enough. Due to... events in her past. Sammi can't sleep unless she has ether her stuffed animal doll or another person to hold onto, and her understanding of certain events and subjects has a childlike if not fairy tail like bend to it. Though this may be because she's far too shy to talk to people and have her beliefs challenged.

Sammi is not the girl that you'd want with you in the middle of a fight. She's quiet, scared, shy, and would much rather be anywhere else. Which is why she built Mach. He's got a couple of glitches that Sammi's trying to work out of his system, but he's still her best and only option to fight back when something is trying to kill her. The rest of the time she runs and hides until the danger passes.

Mechanics are said to come in all shapes and sizes, and as they go, Sammi would definitely be ranked on the small side. Her naturally shy and meek personality mean she is ill suited to field work. Preferring to stay in the nice comforting safety of the labs and hangers of her home/workplace. Now separated from her native dimension and trapped on this side, she finds herself caught in a position that she'd never dream she'd be in. Which is... unfortunate.

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Abilities
HP: 40/40
Endurance: 60/60

Armoured 1
Attack 1
Cute 2
Dimensional Pocket 3
Flight 2
Inventor 4 (Free item - The Hedge Hawk)
Knowledge (Technology) 2
Life Support 2
Passion (Technology) 2
Pilot 2
Sixth Sense 2 {vision modes, and tactical readout hud}
Smart 2
Vehicle - Mecha 3
Vigorous 2
Walking Arsenal 3 (Vehicle -Mech)


Weaknesses

Ageism -1 (young teenager)
Awkward Size -1 (small)
Accidental Transformation 1 (Bizarre Appearance 2 (Robotic cybernetic form) Trigger: EMP damage.)
Clumsy -1
Compulsion -2 (Gets excited/distracted around new technology)
Coward -1
Crybaby -1
Fear -1 (Thugs)
Jittery -1
Ineptitude -2 (Talking in front of a group)
Kind-Hearted -1
Naive -2
Obsession -2 (finding her father)
Quirk (stuffed Animal) -1
Shy -2
Soft Spot -1 (Desserts)
Unlucky -1
Vulnerability (EMP) -3
Weak-Willed -1

The Hedge Hawk



An Anti-grav hover jet that Sammi made, works as a stealth transport jet, and can attach to Mach and act as a modular jet pack. Plus transport multiple people at once.

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The Hedge Hawk
Gear 4 (Vehicle - Mecha 4)
- Flight 2
- Quick 2
- Life Support 2
- Invisibility 2

Mach the Mech



Sammi's combat mechanised armour. Scratch built, which a rush-coded AI which she has dubbed Mach. Mach is something of a problem for Sammi. Having missed out the part of the core rules that stops Mach being able to edit his code, Mach has since gained himself a lot of leeway. Especially when it comes to piloting the mech. Sammi is still working on it, but it's taking some time. Till then, Mach is a powerful tool. Capable of altering it's form to suit the needs of the situation. Giving Sammi a lot of power. However, Mach's personality is difficult to work with.

Sammi is not a very forceful person, so she struggles to deal with Mach when he decides to take control of the mech. Which he can, and will do. Beyond that, he's stubborn, rude, and egotistical. But he does worry about Sammi and tries to help her. It's just his programming is not complex enough to show him where to draw the line.

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Mech 14/6 (14) (-7)
HP: 60/60
Endurance: 40 (+40)
[Has walking Arsenal]

Armour 2
Attack 2
Barrier 1
Combat Expert 2
Gear 2 (Endurance Reserve 2)
Evasive 1
Quick 1
Strong 1
Tough 2

Room for two -1 (Onboard AI)
Code of Conduct -1 (Do not leave the Mech, Control the mech when the user is incapacitated doing it wrong, Ensure the survival of the pilot THAT YOU LOOK AWESOME AT ALL TIMES)
Overconfident -2
Rude -1
Stubborn -2
Compulsion -1 (Won't stop back/front seat driving)
Ineptitude (Fine manipulation) -1

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Attacks - Sammi

You've activated my- boom! - Roll: 7 | DX: 3 | End: 5
Area Effect +10, Impairing +10, Trap +5, Accurate x4 +20, Ranged +0, Effective +5, Activation -10, Low Penetration x2 -10, Buildup -5, Unwieldy x2 -10, Elaborate gesture -5, Delayed -5
Crafting parts from her own (limited) energies. Sammi Throws a little gadget, made to impair the target, can be set on a trigger or explode on contact.

Assault Beam - Roll: 6 | DX: 3 | End: 5
Range +0, Barrier Buster +5, Accurate x3 +15, Effective +5, Buildup x2 -10, Activation -10
Producing an emitter array, Sammi fires a concentrated beam designed to pierce through shields and barriers.

Power to Shields! - Roll: 3 | DX: 2 | End: 5
Defensive x5 +25, No Damage -20
Sammi puts her power into her shields, focusing more on protection then attack.

Hammer Attack - Roll: 6 | DX: 3 | End: 5
Stunning +10, Accurate x3 +15, Effective +5, Unwieldy -5, Open to attack -20
Folding out a two handed hammer larger than she is, Sammi swings to stun an attacker who got too close for comfort. Letting the kenetic energies held in the hammer do the work her natural strength could not.

Oh look! A distraction! - Roll: 5 | DX: 4 | End: 20
Overwhelming +10, Continuous effect X2 +20, Range +0, Accurate x2 +10, Effective +5, Strike Through +5 Elaborate gesture -5, Activation -10, Feather Blow -5, Buildup x2 -10
Flash building a swarm of tiny robots, Sammi sends them to inflict distracting damage while she makes a run for it.


Attacks - Mach the Mech

Mach Melee - Roll: 7 | DX: 5 | End: 10
Accurate x2 +10, Effective +5, Stunning +10, Unwieldy x3 -15
With a big swing, Mach slams his fist into whatever he's targeting. Letting the kinetic discharge coils knock the enemy flying.

Ready, aim, fire! - Roll: 7 | DX: 3 | End: 0
Range +0, Accurate x2 +10, Ineffective -5, Feather Blow -5
Bringing the basic armaments to bare, Mach unleashes a hail of fire.

Void Shields - Roll: 5 | DX: 4 | End: 5
Area effect +10, Defensive x5 +25, No Damage -20, Low Penetration x2 -10
Unleashing a wide area barrier field. Inside the barrier hostile movement is limited. Protecting both against range and melee. However, It has no ability to differentiate between friend and foe. Meaning it is best used at range when near allies.

Missile/beam barrage attack - Roll: 7 | DX: 4 | End: 10
Ranged +0, Overwhelming +10, Vampire x2 +10, Accurate x2 +10, Feather Blow -5, Unwieldy -5, Activation -10
Locking on, Mach fires a swarm of assault drones, blasting the target and stealing matter to repair its systems with all in one go.

Nova collapse! Black hole warp cannon! - Roll: 9 | DX: 8 | End: 20
Area Effect +10, Impairing +10, Ranged: Strength powered +5, Accurate x4 +20, Armour Piercing x3 +15 Effective x3 +15, Activation -10, Recoil -10, Open to attack -20, Buildup x3 -15
Unloading the full destructive potential of Mach, Sammi sets up a devastating beam cannon and unloads on the target. Maximum effect!

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