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Jamie Jennings

Strength: 2

Speed: 6

Intelligence: 4

Offence: 6

Defence: 4

Versatility: 4

Powers: Jennings has a distinctively superhuman level of dexterity, and baselines in the know believe him to be one of the most deadly men in the world with a blade. His most remarkable powers extend to his telekinetic and telepathic abilities. While neither ability is especially prodigious, he uses them to hurl knives and ferret out secrets with equal aplomb. He is able to psychically assault his enemy directly, and seems impervious to similar attacks directed towards him.

Background: Before his eruption, Jamie Jennings spent his time as an amateur sleuth. When someone attempted to murder him, he became a Nova - from then on, his life would never be the same. After disappearing for a few years, he re-surfaced, pledging his allegiance to the Greens.

Unlike most of his comrades, Jennings can be quite the gentleman when in more relaxed situations. It is on the battlefield that a different side can be seen. His skills make him formidable in hand-to-hand combat, and his powers only serve to elevate him to the position of terrifying. Thos who have fought against him and lived, though, know he is at his most deadly when all his showboating and braggadocio is over - when he is focused wholly on the task of dispatching his opponent.

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Mike "Kaboom" Roe

Strength: 5

Speed: 6

Intelligence: 5

Offence: 6

Defense: 4

Versatility: 5

Powers: Eruption made him young and handsome again, gave him the ability to create bombs, warp gates, and clones of himself. Mike's bombs, or "pranks" as he calls them, are nasty. With a touch he can store a quantum bolt in any solid object, doorknobs, fountain pens, chairs, etc. Then the next time this object is disturbed the quantum bolt launches. He can also "cloak" his appearance and somehow just seem to belong.

Background: Although he looks younger, Mike is in his 60's. He remembers the golden era of novadom, and he joined the Green's in a effort to make that real again. Well, sort of, years ago his wife was killed in a Blue shoot out and he hasn't forgiven them. His pre-war engineering job had given him skill with explosives, and he spoke fluent Spanish, so he ended up an combat engineer in the South.

Mike erupted when his position was over run. For previous few days he had had a headache, and now it was getting worse. There were bombs falling all around, he wanted to get out of there, and he just needed more hands. Suddenly, there were more of him present to help move the wounded, and he made a gate to let everyone flee. Later he found he also can make a superb booby trap.

Mike tends to avoid combat when he can. He is at his best infiltrating enemy lines and then scattering highly explosive "pranks" around, or perhaps even acting as a suicide bomber. Since Mike's "pranks" are invisible until they are activated, Mike can be long gone by the time the "fun" starts.

{Edited to remove the words "by the Blues" and replace the word "army" with the word "combat"}

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Cool stuff, guys!

One question:

Mike erupted when his position was over run by the Blues.

Was this when he was in the US Army? Hmm. Okay, two things:

1. Blues in the South - why not? The Free World Army is more about attitude than geography, and ignorance knows no borders. So it's official - the Blues are a plague upon the nation! Run!

This pretty much doubles the number of Blues I quoted in the WJ OOC thread, so we're looking at like 25,000 of the mofos in malignant little clots nationwide now - gee, thanks a lot, Alex! ::tongue

2. Blues attacking the Army. Yikes, they're nuts! Again, this can still work; they have to be getting their weapons from somewhere, and they think the US government is controlled by Satan/Aberrants anyway, so they're not shedding any tears about killing their fellow Americans. This 'over running' business has me worried - clearly, recruiting crazed religious zealots is not a problem for the Blues ::unsure

Nice work, guys!

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Name: Walter O'Reilly

Age: 19.5

Strength: 2

Speed: 2

Intelligence: 6

Offense: 3

Defense: 4

Versatility: 4

Powers: Eruption didn't do much for this young Nova, it seems. In fact if you were to ask Walter what he got out of erupting, he'd tell you this, "Pain in my heart and a bullseye in my forehead." He's a likable guy but the only power he's really demonstrated is an ability to make another person to freeze up with guilt.

Background:

Understandably, Walter O’Reilly hated the idea of being a part of an army. The problem was in having to take somebody else life. Little did he realize when he joined up, that there were other things that he could do for the Green Machine. He just knew that he owed the Green a debt of gratitude for their help since the Wycoff detonation, for their part in keeping himself and his family alive and the only help they needed was manpower. That was how he found his way into the Regular Army for the Green Machine.

Basic training, what little of it there was, proved to be an eye opener for Walter. After picking up his assault weapon from what constituted a firing range, Walter heard the sounds of the guns and felt the death the weapons would cause crawling all around him. Images of men, women, and children swirled around in Walter’s head, each screaming in pain with their last breath and each cursing him. That was the last thing Walter could remember, before waking up with a medic standing over him telling he’d developed an MR Node. Walter immediately thanked the doctor by throwing up on his shoes.

Walter couldn’t go home and he knew after what he saw, he would never make the best fighting soldier. The only problem he had was the restrictions that prevented anybody lower than a corporal from advancing to another division of the RA. Walter searched for his options during the few days the doctors had him resting and trying to figure out what it was he could do. It was during that time he first met Sparky, making an instant friend with a bit of chewing gum. It was Sparky who sponsored him to join Transport and Supply and the transfer to the sleepy 5th Battalion.

You catch a lot of flack when you’re different in the army, and everything about Walter screamed different. The first two weeks in the 5th Battalion were hell as a result of Walter being different. After two weeks it became absolutely clear that Walter had the skills needed to push paperwork, greasing the system to run faster, and at that point he received his first promotion to Corporal. The very next month, Walter found himself on a warp transport to the 6th with a transfer of supplies to restock the depleted Warp Station Alpha.

Originally, Walter was not going to be transferred to the new battalion, but while he was checking in supplies he discovered several small discrepancies in the paperwork. Reporting it to the officer in charge should have been the end of it, but the Major impressed with the catch got Walter transferred for the duration of the investigation. For seven months, Walter reviewed the paperwork to figure out where the errors that had taken years to get there came from. Instead of a simple clerical error, Walter found a trail of theft from the Green Machine by somebody within the ranks but that was as revealing as the paperwork could be. After filing his report with the sergeant on duty, Walter went back to his bunk to pack up but someone else had another idea.

The tripwire had been well hidden with the dim lighting, if he hadn’t heard a voice in his ear telling him to drop the bear; the bomb would have gone off and no one would have been the wiser. When the bomb didn’t go off, the person responsible came to find out why. Walter caught the sergeant, which he’d just given the report to, trying to come into Walter’s living area gun first. When the sergeant tried to pull the trigger, Walter stepped to one side and grabbed the wrist of the sergeant. The corrupt officer froze in terror as he heard the same voices that Walter heard so long ago.

With the thief caught, there was nothing else for the corporal to do at the 6th battalion. But his job at the 5th had been assigned to another officer during the investigation, so again Walter found himself with a promotion and a transfer to a new base. Using the OpNet connection at his new home in the 10th battalion, Walter connected with his friends from Iowa and within the Greens. Imagine his surprise to find out that his former sweetheart had been “drafted” into the Army. Less surprising was the fact that she too held an administrative post over a combat post; in fact she was part of a supply company.

Months passed on at the 10th battalion, but things weren’t quite the same for Walter. Caught up in a wave of paranoia, Walter started learning the art of booby traps in the only sort of training in booby traps is the lethal kind. Quickly, Walter picked up the steady hand and arts of demolitions, modifying the traps for non lethal purposes. Of course, everyone just thought this was another odd quirk for the guy who slept with a teddy bear at 19. And ultimately nobody cared as Walter helped to develop a new method of tracking and shipping supplies to the places where they need to get to.

All that occurred starting just a year and a half ago, now here was Walter going to a new base again with another promotion. This time he wasn’t going to be joining another warp station… this time the packrat would be joining an experimental group that would require a special touch to keep properly supplied. Walter didn’t care so long as he wasn’t shooting at people with the intent to kill. The doctor said the people had been a hallucination due to the pressure on the brain, but it really didn’t matter because Walter’s subconscious made its point clearly. He was always going to be an administrative type... well mostly.

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As a teaser...Im putting in things the Greens would have down about Damion

Damien "Lucifer" Mackenzie

Strength: 7

Speed: 7

Intelligence: 4

Offence: 8

Defence: 7

Versatility: 5

Powers: Damian has shown the ability to create a layer of blue flames around himself (what he calls his Dark Halo), as well as a pair of jet black bird wings. He also has a tendril that he can form at will to grab things. He has shown an extremely high amount of physical strength and durability, and has been recorded as being able to resist the effects of Mox mines. Strangley he has shown a close affinity to his suit of Eufiber, and is able to utilise it in many different ways, mainly in creating a set of claws for combat.

Background: Not much is known about Damion before he came to the X4. He looks to be about 16 years old, and all research into his history has come up with nothing. It is assumed that he erupted at an early age and his parents covered the birth the best they could. When questioned he usually declines to speak about what happened in the past before the X4. Since he has joined, he has been considered a annoyance at some places. He has an extremely cynical attitude, making sire to point out any flaw with a plan that he can see. Other then that he has dont fairly well. After two tries he finally made cobra status, and was assigned to one other post before X4, and was assigned to X4 soon after at his request. He seems to have a close relationship with a female cobra named Joyce Walkerton II.

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Ernold "Looney" Ficklestein

Strength: 2

Speed: 6

Intelligence: 4

Offence: 6

Defence: 8

Versatility: 6

Powers:

Ficklestein has the only known ability to change into a cartoon character. His greatest assests are his apparent indestructibility and his ability to create toon allies. Unfortunately, his powers also come with a toon personality...

Background :

Ernold Ficklestein is young and younger at heart. He’s devoted his life to watching cartoons, playing computer and playing role-playing games. After a “wouldn’t it be cool if!” conversation Ernold found himself to be the life of the party! ‘til some Tatter-tots heard about the two and figured that a toon in North Dakota is bound to be a messenger sent by satan himself. Much to the annoyance of the blues…and Ernold himself, he just wouldn’t DIE! Ernold eventually joined the Greens thinking if there’s any Toon rights movement who push for an end to tying Ernold into knots, bombing him and feeding him “poisonous” food, the Greens would be it. The Greens were astounded by his resiliency and eventually awarded him the rank of Lieutenant, however…considering that the Lieutenant is also a cartoon, he has a bit less pull than others of the same rank.

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