Glory
Character Name: Glory
Alternate Identities: Shannon Flores
Player Name: NPC
CHARACTERISTICS
Val Char Base Points Total Roll Notes
7 STR 10 -3 7 10- HTH Damage 1d6 END [1]
23 DEX 10 39 23 14- OCV 8 DCV 8
12 CON 10 4 12 11-
9 BODY 10 -2 9 11-
22 INT 10 12 22 13- PER Roll 13-
9 EGO 10 -2 9 11- ECV: 3
8 PRE 10 -2 8 11- PRE Attack: 1 1/2d6
14 COM 10 2 14 12-
2 PD 1 1 2/22 2/22 PD (0/20 rPD)
3 ED 2 1 3/28 3/28 ED (0/25 rED)
5 SPD 3.3 17 5 Phases: 3, 5, 8, 10, 12
4 REC 3 2 4
24 END 24 0 24
20 STUN 19 1 20
7" Running 6 2 7"
3" Swimming 2 1 3"
1" Leaping 1 0 1" 73 Total Characteristics Points
CHARACTER IMAGE
QUOTE
"Excuse me . . . sorry . . ."
EXPERIENCE POINTS
Total earned: 0
Spent: 0
Unspent: 0
Base Points: 200
Disad Points: 150
Total Points: 350
MOVEMENT
Type Total
Run (6) 7"
Swim (2) 3"
H. Leap (1") 1"
V. Leap (1") 0 1/2"
DEFENSES
Type Amount
Physical Defense 2/22
Res. Phys. Defense 0/20
Energy Defense 3/28
Res. Energy Defense 0/25
Mental Defense 0
Power Defense 0
 
COMBAT INFORMATION
OCV: 8 DCV: 8
 
Combat Skill Levels:
COMBAT MANEUVERS
Maneuver Phase OCV DCV Effect
RANGE MODIFIERS
Range 0-4 5-8 9-16 17-32 33-64 65-128
RMOD 0 -2 -4 -6 -8 -10
DISADVANTAGES
Cost  Disadvantage
10 Distinctive Features: Mutant (Not Concealable; Always Noticed and Causes Major Reaction; Detectable Only By Unusual Senses)
20 Hunted: Genocide 8- (Mo Pow, NCI, Harshly Punish)
10 Physical Limitation: Young (Infrequently, Greatly Impairing)
5 Physical Limitation: Minor (Infrequently, Slightly Impairing)
15 Physical Limitation: Cannot function in pitch black conditions(this includes Darkness fields that affect Sight) (Infrequently, Fully Impairing)
15 Psychological Limitation: Afraid of the Dark (Common, Strong)
10 Psychological Limitation: Envies dynamic people (Common, Moderate)
15 Psychological Limitation: Shy and Withdrawn (-2 on most interaction Skill rolls) (Common, Strong)
15 Social Limitation: Secret ID (Frequently, Major)
15 Social Limitation: Minority(mutant) (Very Frequently, Minor)
10 Vulnerability: 2 x STUN Solar Attacks (Uncommon)
Notes: This type of attack tends to overload her own powers.
10 Vulnerability: 2 x BODY Solar Attacks (Uncommon)
Notes: This type of attack tends to overload her own powers.
150 Total Disadvantages Cost

Character Name: Glory
Alternate Identities: Shannon Flores
Player Name: NPC
SKILLS
Cost  Name
0 AK: Minniapolis-St. Paul 8-
0 Acting 8-
1 Breakfall 8-
0 Climbing 8-
3 Concealment 13-
0 Conversation 8-
0 Deduction 8-
3 KS: Fantasy Literature 13-
3 KS: MMORPGs 13-
3 KS: Roleplaying Games 13-
1 KS: Writing 8-
0 Language: English (Idiomatic)
0 PS: Student 11-
0 Paramedics 8-
0 Persuasion 8-
3 Shadowing 13-
3 Stealth 14-
0 TF: Small Motorized Ground Vehicles
20 Total Skills Cost
 
POWERS
Cost  Power END
36 Solar Powers: Elemental Control, 90-point powers, (45 Active Points); all slots Requires Light To Use (-1/4)
Notes: These powers can be used all at once but the drain on her would quickly deplete her energy store.
30
1) Solar Mantle: (Total: 97 Active Cost, 55 Real Cost) Killing Attack - Hand-To-Hand 1d6+1, Reduced Endurance (1/2 END; +1/4), Area Of Effect (One Hex; +1/2), Damage Shield (+1/2), Continuous (+1) (65 Active Points); No STR Bonus (-1/2), Requires Light To Use (-1/4) (Real Cost: 37) plus Sight Group Flash 2d6, Reduced Endurance (1/2 END; +1/4), Area Of Effect (One Hex; +1/2), Damage Shield (+1/2), Continuous (+1) (32 Active Points); Linked (Killing Attack - Hand-To-Hand; -1/2), Requires Light To Use (-1/4) (Real Cost: 18)
4
36
2) Solar Blast: (Total: 95 Active Cost, 69 Real Cost) Energy Blast 13d6 (65 Active Points); Requires Light To Use (-1/4) (Real Cost: 52) plus Sight Group Flash 6d6 (30 Active Points); Linked (Energy Blast; -1/2), Requires Light To Use (-1/4) (Real Cost: 17)
9
44
3) Solar Flight: Flight 20", x8 Noncombat, No Turn Mode (+1/4), Reduced Endurance (1/2 END; +1/4), No Gravity Penalty (+1/2) (100 Active Points); Requires Light To Use (-1/4)
4
39
4) Solar Shield: Force Field (20 PD/25 ED/20 Flash Defense: Sight Group) (Protect Carried Items), Reduced Endurance (1/2 END; +1/4) (94 Active Points); Requires Light To Use (-1/4)
3
32
5) Solar Flare: Sight Group Flash 9d6, Reduced Endurance (1/2 END; +1/4), Area Of Effect (6" Radius; +1) (101 Active Points); No Range (-1/2), Requires Light To Use (-1/4)
4
30 Solar Storage: Endurance Reserve (200 END, 20 REC) Reserve: (40 Active Points); REC: Limited Recovery (only in direct sun/starlight; -1)
Notes: The user's body acts as a solar storage battery drawing in energy while in direct sunlight then releasing it as needed to energize her various powers.
0
10 Solar Defense: Missile Deflection (Bullets & Shrapnel) (15 Active Points); Linked (Solar Mantle; -1/2)
Notes: While th epower 'Solar Mantle' is active, physical attacks tend to melt before contact provided the user is aware of the incoming attack.
0
257 Total Powers Cost

Character Name: Glory
Alternate Identities: Shannon Flores
Player Name: NPC
APPEARANCE
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Aquamarine
Height:  5' 7"
Weight:  126 lbs
Description:
BACKGROUND
A roast lay nestle between tiny baby carrots, a sprig of parsley at either end. Mashed potatoes with a thick pat of now melted butter sat in their bowl and cooled next to the basket of fresh baked dinner rolls. Mother and daughter occupied two of the four chairs, each silent, lost in thought.
For the girl the forest had suddenly gone silent, her left hand tightened on the bow, knuckles going white. Cocking her head at different angles she strained her ears for the slightest sound. Close pine needles compacted under a heavy foot . . . she nearly bounded out of her seat as the front door slammed. Calling upon long practice, she calmed and glanced at her mother.
In the living room a folded newspaper hit the coffee table and slid to the far end, nearly upsetting the carnival glass dish of peppermint candies. A huge man glowered at the two as he entered the dining room. He was wearing grey slacks, a slightly rumpled long sleeve white shirt and a blue striped tie he was tugging loose. At his belt was a leather wallet folded over to show the gold detective badge of the St. Paul Police.
“You know what THEY did today?” he growled.
Neither had an answer and both remained silent knowing he was going to tell them.
“That bitch that calls herself ‘Northstar’ screwed up an investigation my department has been working on for SIX MONTHS!”
His daughter, Shannon no longer flinched at her father’s bellowing but she tried hard to blend into the pattern of the chair’s cushion. Her mother, however, made sympathetic noises as her husband dropped into his chair at the head of the table. Immediately he stabbed a fork into the roast and began carving.
“We had this perp under surveillance and here she comes, sliding in on the ice shit she makes, right through the front door,” his carving was brutal as he talked. “Before we could get out of the building, all hell broke loose and our perp makes a break for it.”
By unspoken command both lifted their plate to him and he pile the roast beef on. Shannon drew back a plate with easily twice as much as she could eat comfortably.
“That bitch comes out after him and ices him to a car.” He finished serving himself. “You know WHY she was after him?”
Shannon said nothing, staring at her plate and wishing she was in a forest someplace with a troll about to jump her.
“She needed to know a dealer’s name!” Her father finished. “Now our whole case is shot to hell! I’ll tell you, these damn super freaks should be outlawed! I say round ‘em all up and put ‘em in a camp out in the middle of a desert!”
His voice faded as Shannon returned to the forest and the approaching troll.

She awoke suddenly, some instinct alerting her of a change. Before she opened her eyes she steeled herself then sat up in bed. It was nearly pitch black. Terror rose in her clapping a cold hand around her heart. Nothing but a tiny squeak came out as she opened her mouth to scream.
Fighting for control she concentrated on the small amount of light she could perceive then threw back the covers and slid out of bed. In two steps she was at the window and pushing the thick drapes aside. Moonlight flooded a square on the floor at her feet and she felt her anxiety ease. Pulling up the sash she leaned out into the cold night and drew in a calming breath. It was just the night light burning out.
Why did the dark scare her so much? She was fifteen for God sakes! It was a recent development, only about two years ago she’d been absolutely fine in the dark. Now just thinking about it made her shiver. Pulling her head back in she closed the window and switched on the desk lamp.
Returning to the bed she positioned pillows at her back and sat with her knees drawn up in the warm cocoon of blankets. Earlier that day she’d reveled in the brilliant winter sunlight. Reveled? She’d never reveled before but that was the perfect word. She had wanted to strip off her clothes and lie in the middle of the patio and soak it in it had felt so good. It didn’t matter that is was just below freezing.
She laughed softly, imagining her mother’s reaction if she had stripped down and gone sunbathing naked. Shannon wasn’t ashamed of her body by any means but to do something so out of character would have sent her mother into a heart attack.
The heat of the summer sun pounded down on her unmercifully as she lay on her tummy in the middle of the forest glen. She smile, her eyes closed, as she caught the scent of sweat and man. The hand touched her back at the nape of her neck and stroked her skin. The touch sent a shiver up her spine. Opening one eye she looked up to a figure silhouetted by the sun, his features indistinguishable.
He leaned toward her, his lips pressing against the back of her neck, his hand moving slowly down her body . . .
Shannon really hated it when she jerked awake, especially during such a promising dream! Twisting she grabbed her watch from the nightstand and turned the face to the lamp across the room. Two a.m. She sighed. No way was she going to get any more sleep. Unwinding from the comfort of the bed she pushed the button on the front of her computer. Pulling on a thick robe over her tee shirt and panties she dropped into the desk chair and tucked her feet up.
The computer booted and she hit the icon at the top of the screen. The start menu came up with an update notice and she sighed. She’d forgotten it was Wednesday morning. Hunkering down she balefully watched the two progress bars, one flashing, the other crawling. Maybe this was the long promised update. As it worked she began planning her morning’s adventure.
The very first thing that happened once she signed in was a message from Captors. Crap, she thought, did he have Shannon RADAR? Captors was a girl in the game but she’d quickly figured out it was a guy behind it. Girls didn’t make characters with huge boobs, tiny waists and a big ass. That was for teenage boys. As usual, Captors was in trouble someplace in the swamps and needed a cleric to resurrect his dead ass. Shannon sighed. There went all her plans. She wondered how many times she’d die this time just because he like to take on mobs too strong for him.

As she walked across campus the sun beat down, not nearly as hot as her dream, but still warming her. It was a beautiful day, the weather idiots had predicted snow but there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Her step faltered. A dozen yards ahead a tight cluster of Populars broke up, two heading her way. Hugging her books to her chest she moved to one side, allowing them a clear path. They didn’t even give her a glance. Once they passed she stopped and leaned against the wall, sighing. Why couldn’t she be like that?

The weather hadn’t changed when school let out and Shannon decided to do something her father would never approve of, walk home. It wasn’t really that far, about two miles, and this was St. Paul, not exactly the crime capital of the world. Most of the way was lined with commercial buildings except for the last half mile when she would enter her own subdivision. Besides, 7-11 was about half way and she felt like some orange juice. Must be the sunshine making her think of Florida.
Two guys ploughed into her as she stepped up to the 7-11’s doors, knocking her sprawling. Both came down hard on top of her.
“Stupid BITCH!” one screamed and drew a fist back.
The blow made her see stars but she didn’t lose consciousness. The second kneed her in the stomach as he struggled to his feet, a gun in one hand. He pointed it down at her and she thought she was going to die. She covered her face with her hands not wanting to see death. All the heat of the sun rushed out of her and she wondered if that was what is felt like to die. It didn’t hurt, in fact, it kinda felt . . . good.
Screams of pain startled her and she uncovered. Both men were dancing around her, their clothes on fire. One began to run the other dropped and rolled on the ground. Then she realized she too was on fire. For a long moment she waited for the pain to hit her but none came. Scrambling to her feet she caught her reflection in the stores plate glass window.
First, she was bathed from head to toe in a brilliant white glow, like the sun. Second, she was stark naked. Hunching down she tried to cover herself with her hands as she ran around to the back of the building. Crouching low she leaned against a dumpster hoping to keep out of sight but knowing it was futile while she glowed.
A soft voice asked, “Maybe I can help.”
Shannon looked up at the woman dressed in the skintight costume of one of THEM. That was how she thought of all supers, THEM, her father’s influence.
“Take it easy,” the woman said, kneeling. She didn’t appear discomforted by Shannon’s glow. “This your first time?”
“First time what?” Shannon asked.
“Power manifestation,” the woman said. “Its okay, once you calm down a little, you will feel how to turn it off.”
“I don’t have any powers,” Shannon complained.
The woman arched an eyebrow.
“Oh,” Shannon said looking at her hand.
Sirens began to wail, approaching fast. The woman looked around the area then down at Shannon.
“You want the cops to know,” she asked.
Horrified, Shannon shook her head. “My dad would kill me!”
The woman put out a tentative hand and touched the girl’s shoulder. Nothing happened.
“Okay, let’s move.”
Grabbing Shannon’s hand she pulled her to her feet.
“I sure hope you don’t melt me,” she grinned at the confused girl. Then they were away, the woman skating of a sheet of ice dragging Shannon along behind her.

The woman was seated with her feet up, a streaming cup of tea in her hands, watching the girl.
“I can’t be a mutant,” the girl complained.
“Sure you can,” the woman assured her. “I am.”
As Northstar she’d brought the girl to one of her several bolt holes and given her a pair of sweats and tennis shoes. She’d left her alone on the couch while she brewed the tea then sat down to explain the new facts of life.
“What’s your name,” the woman asked.
Without thinking she replied, “Shannon.”
“You can call me Deb,” the woman offered.

A half hour later they pulled up to Shannon’s house in a taxi. Three cop cars were parked in front of the house. Shannon closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“I am in so much trouble,” she said.
“You’ve got your story straight?” the woman asked.
Shannon nodded. “Thanks for everything,” she said and climbed out of the cab.

Around midnight her father finally allowed her to go to bed after hours of grilling her like she was a suspect in a murder. She stuck to her story and at last he had no choice but to accept it. She snuggled down and began to daydream, this time about things she COULD really do.

For the next year she would regularly visit Deb as the older woman helped her learn to control her powers. They thought they were careful. They thought no one knew or would figure it out. They were wrong.

Sunlight glinted off the gold as the man displayed his badge. Shannon’s father scowled.
“So? I got one too!” He pulled his own badge from his belt and held it up.
“My name is Miller and I represent the President of the United States,” the man said.

After the yelling was over Shannon found herself tearfully clutching her mother as the man named Miller tried to hurry her along.
“I’ll call every night,” Shannon assured her mother.
“Don’t bother!” he father growled.
Her mother hugged her tightly, lips touching her ear.
“Go, make me proud,” she whispered.

The nicest thing about the school was the location. San Diego. The sun was glorious and Minnesota girl soaked in the heat and light like a sponge. Set on a peninsula just north of Coronado the school itself was brand new, the grass just beginning to fill in after what she discovered had been a record in the construction of a government facility. As one of the first to move in, she was given her choice of rooms and she selected one on the top floor of the left wing with a view of the ocean.
Then she began to meet her fellow students.
POWERS/TACTICS
Shannon's body absorbs solar energy that she can release in a number of ways. Her Solar Blast is fairly powerful with a localized flash effect when it hits the target. While flying she is immune to the effect of gravity and by releasing her solar energy in a given direction is able nearly 600 MPH. While she has her Solar Mantle up, not only will anything trying to touch her be damaged but she also as the ability to deflect incoming attacks of a physical nature.
PERSONALITY/MOTIVATION
Shannon is a very shy young girl and gives a new meaning to the term 'wallflower'. Most students do not notice her unless they practiaclly run her over and then her mild demeanor generally gets her some from of verbal attack for being in the way. She wishes she could be as forceful as her classmates but she can't find it within her self.
As Glory she draws attention, being a brilliant beacon all can hardly miss. This try of attention is of course, not the type she is looking for. In combat she is hesitant and will normally only act if attacked or given a target by one of her teammates.

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