Re: [3E] Toys Will Be Toys (Recruiting)
Posted: Sun May 27, 2018 7:55 am
Name: Cyrus Nathaniel Meriwether
Alias: Merryweather
Age: 64 Actually; 16 Physically
Background: In his youth, Cyrus regarded the supernatural with a grain of salt and a dose of wonder. Unfortunately, such wonders were never gifted to him in life. He toiled his life away as an everyman, living the suburban dream life. Following the laws, envying the rich, making shallow friendships to pass the time.
When he was in high school, he developed a bit of a rebellious streak. It started as plucking items from the lunches of unsuspecting preppy kids. Soon it turned to slightly more dangerous grabs, which always required that degree of careful precision and attention to detail. But his career really kicked off towards the end of his senior year, when he decided that he would steal something precious from one of the wealthiest girls at school before year's end. And he did: Leaving naught but a calling card designating exactly what was stolen, he left with a pair of priceless Black Velvet Gloves.
The newspapers rattled off the information they had regarding the case, calling him the 'Black Velvet Bandit', which he took a liking to. In fact, this inspired him to do more interesting ventures, donning a white domino mask, tophat and cape, and diving into his polite life amongst the shadows as the Gentleman Thief 'Black Velvet'.
To many, he was something of an urban legend. Nobody quite knew who he was, some had guesses. All were wrong. Indeed his work went carried out in the textbook gentleman thief formula. He snuck into a wealthy individual's place of residence, or a museum, or a cruise ship for the rich, and snatched what he desired, leaving a calling card in his wake.
"Black Velvet Strikes Again!" The headlines rolled out over and over in varying wordcounts. Sometimes he was the talk of the town. But he was always just an ordinary guy. A few run-ins with zealous supers had transpired, but Cyrus knew his limits and always escaped into the night, a sporting laugh echoing in his wake. His artful antics spanned numerous ages, he was an antiquarian vestige of the silver silver age of villainry. But the times didn't make villains of his model anymore, at 64 years of age, villains were anarchists looking to disrupt the foundation of society, while heroes were actually valiant warriors who stopped them. Back in his heyday, Heroics and Villainry was all about one-upsmanship, prestige, and occasionally, money.
Of course all that was to change. But not because he was caught. A target, the final target of his career one way or another, was a wealthy man with a liking for ancient artifacts from bygone eras. His collection was large, but the centerpiece of it all was his greatest treasure, a length of well-preserved and luxuriously decorated wood known as the 'Staff of Tlaloc', said to be a religious artifact used by Aztec Shamans to invoke blessings from the Rain God Tlaloc.
Black Velvet thought that this Aztec heirloom would make for the perfect walking cane to use around his home after retirement, and the final card reading "And with this, Black Velvet bids you all adieu~" would serve as the perfect punctuation mark for the 50 year crime spree that was the Black Velvet Bandit. Everything went as planned, his breaking and entering skills were unmatched by the drab security measures presented by the slothful and complacent.
What didn't go as planned was that mumbo-jumbo about the religious artifact not being fake. Whilst toying with his catch of the night, which was a regular thing he did after stealing stuff by the way, he accidentally found a switch on the Staff, which cause an obsidian blade to nick his palm and draw his blood. A voice boomed in his mind, "Your sacrifice is accepted. My blessings are upon you!"
It began to rain torrentially thereafter, which happened to end a few weeks of draught in the half-mile area around his hideout. Looking out the window, he promptly complained about the rain, and moreover saw his own reflection, his body very revitalized, his age reduced all the way back to his teenage years! The rain then promptly stopped, as if heeding a request. Looking at the staff, dumbfounded, Cyrus would proceed to further experiment with this mystical device.
It appeared that the Blessing of Tlaloc, so long as he held the Staff in hand, would allow him to magically bend weather to his whim. The holder of the staff was as an avatar of Tlaloc himself. Of course, this much power and the sudden rejuvination of his youth would have been just the thing to take his rather illegal hobby to the next level. However, the wonder-filled child in him still lived, and to this day he'd always wanted to stand alongside those superheroes that gallavanted in his dreams.
So instead of selling this artifact to the highest bidder as he always had, or using it to step up his game as a Gentleman Thief, he instead opted to retire the Velvet Gloves. Calling upon some old connections of his, reforming his identity to a male of a much younger age with no relation to himself asides his name, Cyrus got enrolled into Claremont Academy in order to get himself educated on the ins and outs of superheroics.
Abilities
STR 1
STA 2
AGI 3
DEX 4
FGT 3
INT 2
AWE 2
PRE 1 (4)
Powers
Staff of Tlaloc - 24 Point Removable Dynamic Array, with 4 Dynamic AEs - 27 Points
Wrath of Tlaloc: Environment 8 (1/2 mile, Cold, Impede Movement, Reduce Visibility) - 24 Points
AE: Rain God's Tempest: Ranged Burst Area Damage 8, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Tempest Alternative: Ranged Burst Area Move Object 8, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Tlaloc's Lightning: Ranged Damage 8, Accurate 2, Indirect 3 (Any Point, Downward), Insidious, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Crackling Thunder: Burst Area Cumulative Affliction 8 (Fortitude vs Visual and Auditory Impaired, Visual and Auditory Disabled, Visual and Auditory Unaware), Dynamic - 2 Points
Rain God's Mercy: Immunity 10 (Weather Effects), Removable - 8 Points
Rain God's Grace: Enhanced Presence 3; Enhanced Defenses 10 (Dodge and Parry 5), All Removable - 13 Points
Skills
Close Combat: Unarmed 4 (+7), Deception 4 (+8/+5), Expertise: Streetwise 4 (+6), Insight 4 (+6), Persuasion 4 (+8/+5), Sleight of Hand 6 (+10), Stealth 6 (+10)
Advantages
Defensive Attack, Defensive Roll 3, Extraordinary Effort, Improved Critical (Improvised), Improvised Weapon, Hide in Plain Sight
Defenses
Dodge: 10/5
Parry: 8/3
Tough: 5/2
Fort: 6
Will: 8
Offenses
Init: +3
Total
Abilities 36
Powers 48
Skills 16
Advantages 7
Defenses 12
Total: 120/120
Complications
Duty (Motivation): Cyrus was always a fan of superhero stories in his youth, and held onto a sense of wonder growing up. So despite his checkered past, his first instinct when taking hold of such power as The Staff of Tlaloc was to use it to save the day, rather than push forward his dastardly goals.
Checkered Past: Few may know, but Cyrus Nathaniel Meriwether was once a gentleman thief, going under the codename of 'Black Velvet'. His heel-face turn transpired when he got his fancy gloves on the Staff of Tlaloc, moreover when he discovered it granted him a great deal of power. Of course, this artifact is an object he stole, and the fact that he carries it almost everywhere he goes is like begging for trouble.
Gentleman's Code: While operating as a hero for good, he still follows the relatively crooked moral code belonging to gentleman thieves. Thusly he'll never rat out a villain to the officials, and will always take challenges whenever presented, especially those which pose a challenge to his skills as a rogue.
Geriatric: As a man from a bygone age, he is prone to mannerisms and references beyond his visible years. Furthermore, when his gentlemanly walking stick is pried from his unconscious fingers, his youthful conversion will slowly but steadily fade over the course of a few hours. This won't affect his stats (beyond Presence), but he will become his former self, which may be recognizeable to certain people. Also, sneaking into a high school at 64 may be frowned upon by his peers.
Descriptors
Staff of Tlaloc: Magic, Divine, Weather, Wood - The Staff of Tlaloc is a wooden rod of a few feet in length, perfect to walk with or carry underarm like a dandy. It is very obviously Aztec in origin, and after accepting a blood sacrifice, renders the holder as an Avatar of Tlaloc, the rain god.
Wrath of Tlaloc: Magic, Divine, Weather, Water - The very basic effect that Tlaloc's Avatar may achieve is a widespread deluge of rain, so thick it impedes both vision and movement.
Rain God's Tempest/Alternative: Magic, Divine, Weather, Wind - The winds bend to the avatar's whim, forming devastating dust devils, waterspouts, and such. He can use this to send heavy objects soaring and sailing, or shred an area with fierce winds.
Tlaloc's Lightning: Magic, Divine, Weather, Electric, Disease - The Aztec God Tlaloc was said to wield a special brand of divine punishment. Using his bolts of lightning, he would punish those who offend him with a terrible affliction of disease. As such, the lightning called by the avatar would have a similar effect, damaging his foes without them feeling it, instead being rendered terribly ill, even to the point of passing out or feeling intense dizziness.
Crackling Thunder: Magic, Divine, Weather, Sonic, Electric, Light - Rattling the staff overhead, he creates a dazzling ball of lightning which rips through the air in a loop creating deafening thunder and blinding light, so fierce that not even closing your eyes or covering your ears will suffice.
Rain God's Mercy: Magic, Divine, Weather, Aura - The avatar of Tlaloc will always maintain an aura so long as he holds the staff, protecting himself from the varying degrees of weather-related wrath that himself or others may present.
Rain God's Grace: Magic, Divine, Physical, Aura - The avatar of Tlaloc, so long as they hold the staff, obtain alarmingly enhanced reflexes and alacrity, as well as a notably boosted force of character, making even the otherwise unnotable into leadership material.
Alias: Merryweather
Age: 64 Actually; 16 Physically
Background: In his youth, Cyrus regarded the supernatural with a grain of salt and a dose of wonder. Unfortunately, such wonders were never gifted to him in life. He toiled his life away as an everyman, living the suburban dream life. Following the laws, envying the rich, making shallow friendships to pass the time.
When he was in high school, he developed a bit of a rebellious streak. It started as plucking items from the lunches of unsuspecting preppy kids. Soon it turned to slightly more dangerous grabs, which always required that degree of careful precision and attention to detail. But his career really kicked off towards the end of his senior year, when he decided that he would steal something precious from one of the wealthiest girls at school before year's end. And he did: Leaving naught but a calling card designating exactly what was stolen, he left with a pair of priceless Black Velvet Gloves.
The newspapers rattled off the information they had regarding the case, calling him the 'Black Velvet Bandit', which he took a liking to. In fact, this inspired him to do more interesting ventures, donning a white domino mask, tophat and cape, and diving into his polite life amongst the shadows as the Gentleman Thief 'Black Velvet'.
To many, he was something of an urban legend. Nobody quite knew who he was, some had guesses. All were wrong. Indeed his work went carried out in the textbook gentleman thief formula. He snuck into a wealthy individual's place of residence, or a museum, or a cruise ship for the rich, and snatched what he desired, leaving a calling card in his wake.
"Black Velvet Strikes Again!" The headlines rolled out over and over in varying wordcounts. Sometimes he was the talk of the town. But he was always just an ordinary guy. A few run-ins with zealous supers had transpired, but Cyrus knew his limits and always escaped into the night, a sporting laugh echoing in his wake. His artful antics spanned numerous ages, he was an antiquarian vestige of the silver silver age of villainry. But the times didn't make villains of his model anymore, at 64 years of age, villains were anarchists looking to disrupt the foundation of society, while heroes were actually valiant warriors who stopped them. Back in his heyday, Heroics and Villainry was all about one-upsmanship, prestige, and occasionally, money.
Of course all that was to change. But not because he was caught. A target, the final target of his career one way or another, was a wealthy man with a liking for ancient artifacts from bygone eras. His collection was large, but the centerpiece of it all was his greatest treasure, a length of well-preserved and luxuriously decorated wood known as the 'Staff of Tlaloc', said to be a religious artifact used by Aztec Shamans to invoke blessings from the Rain God Tlaloc.
Black Velvet thought that this Aztec heirloom would make for the perfect walking cane to use around his home after retirement, and the final card reading "And with this, Black Velvet bids you all adieu~" would serve as the perfect punctuation mark for the 50 year crime spree that was the Black Velvet Bandit. Everything went as planned, his breaking and entering skills were unmatched by the drab security measures presented by the slothful and complacent.
What didn't go as planned was that mumbo-jumbo about the religious artifact not being fake. Whilst toying with his catch of the night, which was a regular thing he did after stealing stuff by the way, he accidentally found a switch on the Staff, which cause an obsidian blade to nick his palm and draw his blood. A voice boomed in his mind, "Your sacrifice is accepted. My blessings are upon you!"
It began to rain torrentially thereafter, which happened to end a few weeks of draught in the half-mile area around his hideout. Looking out the window, he promptly complained about the rain, and moreover saw his own reflection, his body very revitalized, his age reduced all the way back to his teenage years! The rain then promptly stopped, as if heeding a request. Looking at the staff, dumbfounded, Cyrus would proceed to further experiment with this mystical device.
It appeared that the Blessing of Tlaloc, so long as he held the Staff in hand, would allow him to magically bend weather to his whim. The holder of the staff was as an avatar of Tlaloc himself. Of course, this much power and the sudden rejuvination of his youth would have been just the thing to take his rather illegal hobby to the next level. However, the wonder-filled child in him still lived, and to this day he'd always wanted to stand alongside those superheroes that gallavanted in his dreams.
So instead of selling this artifact to the highest bidder as he always had, or using it to step up his game as a Gentleman Thief, he instead opted to retire the Velvet Gloves. Calling upon some old connections of his, reforming his identity to a male of a much younger age with no relation to himself asides his name, Cyrus got enrolled into Claremont Academy in order to get himself educated on the ins and outs of superheroics.
Abilities
STR 1
STA 2
AGI 3
DEX 4
FGT 3
INT 2
AWE 2
PRE 1 (4)
Powers
Staff of Tlaloc - 24 Point Removable Dynamic Array, with 4 Dynamic AEs - 27 Points
Wrath of Tlaloc: Environment 8 (1/2 mile, Cold, Impede Movement, Reduce Visibility) - 24 Points
AE: Rain God's Tempest: Ranged Burst Area Damage 8, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Tempest Alternative: Ranged Burst Area Move Object 8, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Tlaloc's Lightning: Ranged Damage 8, Accurate 2, Indirect 3 (Any Point, Downward), Insidious, Dynamic - 2 Points
AE: Crackling Thunder: Burst Area Cumulative Affliction 8 (Fortitude vs Visual and Auditory Impaired, Visual and Auditory Disabled, Visual and Auditory Unaware), Dynamic - 2 Points
Rain God's Mercy: Immunity 10 (Weather Effects), Removable - 8 Points
Rain God's Grace: Enhanced Presence 3; Enhanced Defenses 10 (Dodge and Parry 5), All Removable - 13 Points
Skills
Close Combat: Unarmed 4 (+7), Deception 4 (+8/+5), Expertise: Streetwise 4 (+6), Insight 4 (+6), Persuasion 4 (+8/+5), Sleight of Hand 6 (+10), Stealth 6 (+10)
Advantages
Defensive Attack, Defensive Roll 3, Extraordinary Effort, Improved Critical (Improvised), Improvised Weapon, Hide in Plain Sight
Defenses
Dodge: 10/5
Parry: 8/3
Tough: 5/2
Fort: 6
Will: 8
Offenses
Init: +3
Total
Abilities 36
Powers 48
Skills 16
Advantages 7
Defenses 12
Total: 120/120
Complications
Duty (Motivation): Cyrus was always a fan of superhero stories in his youth, and held onto a sense of wonder growing up. So despite his checkered past, his first instinct when taking hold of such power as The Staff of Tlaloc was to use it to save the day, rather than push forward his dastardly goals.
Checkered Past: Few may know, but Cyrus Nathaniel Meriwether was once a gentleman thief, going under the codename of 'Black Velvet'. His heel-face turn transpired when he got his fancy gloves on the Staff of Tlaloc, moreover when he discovered it granted him a great deal of power. Of course, this artifact is an object he stole, and the fact that he carries it almost everywhere he goes is like begging for trouble.
Gentleman's Code: While operating as a hero for good, he still follows the relatively crooked moral code belonging to gentleman thieves. Thusly he'll never rat out a villain to the officials, and will always take challenges whenever presented, especially those which pose a challenge to his skills as a rogue.
Geriatric: As a man from a bygone age, he is prone to mannerisms and references beyond his visible years. Furthermore, when his gentlemanly walking stick is pried from his unconscious fingers, his youthful conversion will slowly but steadily fade over the course of a few hours. This won't affect his stats (beyond Presence), but he will become his former self, which may be recognizeable to certain people. Also, sneaking into a high school at 64 may be frowned upon by his peers.
Descriptors
Staff of Tlaloc: Magic, Divine, Weather, Wood - The Staff of Tlaloc is a wooden rod of a few feet in length, perfect to walk with or carry underarm like a dandy. It is very obviously Aztec in origin, and after accepting a blood sacrifice, renders the holder as an Avatar of Tlaloc, the rain god.
Wrath of Tlaloc: Magic, Divine, Weather, Water - The very basic effect that Tlaloc's Avatar may achieve is a widespread deluge of rain, so thick it impedes both vision and movement.
Rain God's Tempest/Alternative: Magic, Divine, Weather, Wind - The winds bend to the avatar's whim, forming devastating dust devils, waterspouts, and such. He can use this to send heavy objects soaring and sailing, or shred an area with fierce winds.
Tlaloc's Lightning: Magic, Divine, Weather, Electric, Disease - The Aztec God Tlaloc was said to wield a special brand of divine punishment. Using his bolts of lightning, he would punish those who offend him with a terrible affliction of disease. As such, the lightning called by the avatar would have a similar effect, damaging his foes without them feeling it, instead being rendered terribly ill, even to the point of passing out or feeling intense dizziness.
Crackling Thunder: Magic, Divine, Weather, Sonic, Electric, Light - Rattling the staff overhead, he creates a dazzling ball of lightning which rips through the air in a loop creating deafening thunder and blinding light, so fierce that not even closing your eyes or covering your ears will suffice.
Rain God's Mercy: Magic, Divine, Weather, Aura - The avatar of Tlaloc will always maintain an aura so long as he holds the staff, protecting himself from the varying degrees of weather-related wrath that himself or others may present.
Rain God's Grace: Magic, Divine, Physical, Aura - The avatar of Tlaloc, so long as they hold the staff, obtain alarmingly enhanced reflexes and alacrity, as well as a notably boosted force of character, making even the otherwise unnotable into leadership material.