Knowledge (Robotics): d10 (+4 with Electronics/Computers)
Repair: d10
Notice: d10 (-2 on hearing checks)
Investigation: d6
Powers (20 PP Total): Lair (1):
--Research Lab (1): Repair
Broadcast (1):
--(control interface for Swarm)
--(tap into local radio/TV signals)
--(range: 1 mile, more with direct feed)
Animal Control (17):
--Bot Swarm (3):
--Size: Medium Burst Template (2x Small Burst Template if Split)
--Pace: 10
--Parry: 4
--Toughness: 7
--Attributes:
----Agility: d10
----Smarts: d4
----Spirit: d12
----Strength: d8
----Vigor: d10
--Skills:
----Notice: d6
--Special Abilities:
----Sting: (2d4 over whole template) (victims in completely sealed suits immune)
----Split: (turn into 2 Small Burst Templates) (Toughness lowered to 5 for each)
----Swarm: (Parry +2) (AoE weapons work normally) (Stomp inflicts Str dmg/round)
--Modifications:
----Companion (x2):
------(always present)
----Unique (x1/2):
------(requires quest/effort to restore if destroyed)
--Super Powers:
----Construct (5):
------(+2 Shaken recovery)
------(no wound modifiers)
------(immune to disease/poison)
------(no extra dmg from called shots)
------(Repair to heal, 1d6 hrs)
----Darkvision (2):
------Requires Activation (-1)
----Deflection (1):
------Requires Activation (-1)
----Awareness (3):
------(no penalties for dark/fog/obscured)
----Interface (2):
------(+4 to use computers/electronics)
----Paralysis (2):
------(touch attack, paralyze 3 rounds)
----Wall Walker (1):
------(walk on walls at Pace, or run)
Gear:
Tactical Helmet (contains Swarm interface + control)
GPS Reader (in helmet)
Mobile Computer (in helmet)
Digital Camera (in helmet)
Duraweave Armor (-6 Notice) (sewn into normal clothing)
Z-Belt
Stun Wand
CommLink
Cell Phone
Cash: $460
Total Weight Carried: 11
Description:
Name: Steve Wilmore
Race: Human
Gender: M
Age: 57
Height: 3'10" (wheelchair), 5'8" (standing)
Weight: 190lb (wheelchair), 140lb (standing)
Occupation: Wilmore Innobotics (Owner, Robotics/Security firm)
Hobby: Vindicated Doomsday Prepper
Backstory:
Steve never liked the government much. He likes it even less now that everyone knows they're all aliens (rather than just ignoring his message-board assertions about the previous administrations). He believes that the invasion was a long time coming, from way back when that Commie, Truman, let the Roswell greys inflitrate the UN in its infancy.
But now it's old Steve's time to shine. He's been preparing the resistance for years. He built a company around personal security and reconnaissance, crafted a reasonable bunker (at least for himself and the family he never actually started). And with some new nanotechnology he's salvaged from downed V'sori vehicles, he's managed to make his first mobile bot swarm.
