About Techno PriestName: Techno Priest aka Ne"£(!-- Data Corrupted
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Techno Priest Power Level: 9; Power Points Spent: 150/150 STR: +0 (10), DEX: +2 (14), CON: +0 (10), INT: +4 (18), WIS: +1 (12), CHA: +0 (10) Tough: +9, Fort: +5, Ref: +5, Will: +6 Skills: Acrobatics 2 (+4), Computers 10 (+14), Craft (electronic) 7 (+11), Craft (mechanical) 7 (+11),
Feats: Attack Focus (ranged) 2, Eidetic Memory, Equipment 3, Inventor, Precise Shot 2, Computer Research Powers:
Equipment: Cathode Cathedral Attack Bonus: +7 (Ranged: +9, Melee: +7, Grapple: +7) Attacks: Disassembler (Disintegration 6), +9 (DC Fort/Tou ), Hurt Laser (Damage 9), +9 (DC Staged/Tou ), Nano Anti-Tech Field (Nullify 6) (DC Will 16), Nausea Wave (Nauseate 6) (DC Fort/Staged 16), Robo-Control (Mind Control 8) (DC Fort 18), Unarmed Attack, +7 (DC 15) Defense: 16 (Flat-footed: 13), Knockback: -4 Initiative: +2 Drawbacks: Power Loss (All Powers), uncommon, minor, EM Pulse, Vulnerable, common, minor, Electrictiy , Vulnerable, uncommon, minor, Magnetic Languages: English Totals: Abilities 14 + Skills 17 (68 ranks) + Feats 10 + Powers 74 + Combat 26 + Saves 13 - Drawbacks 4 = 150 Headquarters:
[i]::Cathode Cathedral:: Nestled deep beneath Freedom City, utilizing her abandoned subway tunnels, Techno Priest has made himself a sanctuary. Underground Headquarters Toughness +15, Size Medium Communications, Computer, Concealed 3, Laboratory, Living Space, Power System, Security System 3, Workshop Introducing...:
Rush hour. Electronic billboards flash and fizzle, car radios crack and pop, cellphones go dead. A strange hum, a low b-flat, rings through. A black screen, and a cough. The billboards, cellphones, televisions, computers all flash to life and Freedom City get's it's first glimpse of a new hero. A tattered cloak and two glowing robot-like amber eyes His voice is akin to an old radio's static, tinny and distant, his cadence odd and disjointed. Ladies, Gen-tel-men, hu-mans-or-not alike, greetings! The world over has s s sufferred t-too much. Thr ough the tTerminus Invasion a-and countless changes in crim-in-al p p o w er, w e Have suf ferred. No l-longer will we suff er. We are entering a ti-me of ch-aaange. A time of myst errrrr y. A-a time of w o n d e r. To ge ther we will RISE fr- rom the corruption of cor-por-a-tions who see us as n-n-n-no more than dol-lar-signs. We will rise from the-tyranny-of-those who seek to con-trol us. We will RISE and we WILL ov-er come. I am Again, everything goes black, and pops back to it's previous content, yet his voice still lingers Techno Priest. Quick Background:
Neil Raval worked for a prominent technology corporation and was a very dedicated worker. It wasn't unusual to see him clock in extra hours well into the morning, and then continue the next day's work. If there was one thing he loved, it was the power his job gave him. Anything he ever needed to know he could find at the tip of his finger, and if wasn't known, he had the tools to learn. His curiosity certainly lead him down a dangerous path when he started questioning where the fundings for all his projects were coming from. The numbers weren't adding up, so he scratched the itch until he traced them all the way back to... The Foundry? He had never heard of such a thing, and he thought it was strange that he'd been put on a project of this magnitude for some no-name organization like The Foundry. He would continue his research, falling deep within the rabbit's hole until he discovered a long vein of criminal intrigue at his company. No one at the office suspected loyal Neil of prying, but he did start to notice strange happenings. People disappearing, numbers, again, not adding up, blueprints and files snatched away. It seemed as though they were preparing for something and Neil couldn't quite put his finger on it. When the terminus invasion happened, Neil was at his desk hard at work. He heard the sky fall, he recalled, as realities were ripped to shreds. It started to make sense. He was the last in the office, most of the servers cleared out, their files taken away and moved elsewhere, someone was expecting this! It dawned on him, as his office building started to collapse from the weight of strange terminus technology. The scientist grabbed what he could and swore he'd come back for more if he could and he went into hiding... Whatever this stuff was, it could change the world.
Personality:
Kind of creepy, kind of alien. Has spent too long locked away in his underground lab enhancing himself beyond human capabilities and it has taken a toll on his interaction skills. Aloof at times, he may insult due to poor social skills but he means well. Complications:
-Due to the strange self-experimentations and isolation, Techno Priest seems to be losing his grip on his humanity and sanity. His appearance has also taken a big hit, and he seems to be very cautious about appearing in public without his outfit. -Motivation: He is motivated by the injustices committed against him and the people by corrupt officials and corporations. -Drawback: Must find a power source every 48 hours in order to recharge his powers. -Addiction: Addicted to the hum of technology. Does not feel safe in "dead zones".
Contacts and Enemies:
Nemesis: Techno Priest worked for a corporate facade for The Foundry. He now has declared his enemies. Enemies:
Contacts
STAR Squad: Sometimes antagonistic, sometimes friendly, Techno Priest likes to keep the boys in blue on their toes. He'll send them vital information and clues in the form of what appear to be wild goose chases. |
