Secret identity Eve Collingswood
5'6" Light short brown hair, green eyes, 117 to 123 lbs, 21 years old.
Attributes
ST: 9 DX: 14 IQ: 16 HT: 14 Will: 18
160 points Attributes
Speed 7.0 Move 7 Dodge 7 swim 1 PD 2 DR 15 polykev costumeAdvantages
Appearance: Attractive [5] Danger Sense [15] High Pain Threshold [10] Insubstantiality [+10% carries non-encumbering weight] [88] Strong Will +2 [8]Powers
Confuse (+15), Affects Substantial (+40%), Instantaneous (+20%) [96] Mind Shield (+10) [20] Telecontrol (+14) [70] Telerecieve (+14), Instantaneous (+20%) [50] Telesend (+14), Instantaneous (+20%), [50]Power Skills
Confuse 15 [4], Mind Shield 16 [4], Telecontrol 16 [4], Telereceive 16 [4], Telesend 16 [4],Skills
Area Knowledge (San Francisco) 15 [1/2], Area Knowledge (San Jose) 15 [1/2], Boating 13 [1], Boxing 13 [1], Carousing 14 [2], Climbing 13 [1], Computer Operation 12 [0], Cooking 15 [1/2], Dancing 12 [1/2], Detect Lies 15 [2], Drive Car 11 [0], Fast-Talk 14 [1/2], Interrogation 14 [1/2], Powerboat 12 [1/2], Savoir- Faire 15 [1/2], Sex Appeal 13 {+1 for Appearance} [1/2], Shadowing 14 [1/2], Streetwise 14 [1/2], Swimming 13 [1/2],Disadvantages
Bad Temper [-10] Enemy 9- (Futurian Inc) [-10] Enemy 9- (Organzed Crime) [-30] Flashbacks (2d seconds) [-5] Great Vow (Rescue her baby) [-15] Overconfidence [-10] Secret Identity [-10]Quirks
Avoids seeing her parents [-1] Distrusts Medical profession [-1] Latent Self Hatred [-1] Sleeps poorly when near other minds [-1] Stone Temple Pilots fan [-1] Points ------ 160 Attributes 103 Advantages -100 Disadvantages -5 Quirks 33 Skills 500 TotalNotes ----- My name is Eve Collingswood. I'm a native of San Francisco currently residing in San Jose. I was attending San Jose State when I got pregnant. Ken immediately blew town. I was 19, unmarried and living away from home. Ok, I can handle it. I was going to get my degree, raise my son and be damned good at it. Then I made a mistake. I went to a clinic. No point in naming it, it's closed down now. They stole my baby. I'm going to get him back. Maybe you've heard of Futurian Inc. They're a relatively small time criminal organization interested in building a new world order with improved people and technology. The clinic they ran is one of dozens they have world wide. It treats most of it's patients like any other such facility, but a ew, the ones who turn up genetically suitable and easily isolatable get special treatments. In the womb exposure to mutagenic compounds designed to stimulate mutant or other super type abilities. I was one of that select group. I was given the whole treatment, they even brought in a psi they have in their employ in to telepathically hypnotize me into experiencing a stillborn birth. I would have ended up believing I'd lost my baby except something happened. Maybe some of the stuff they gave little Sam in the womb affected me, maybe I've been a latent psi myself and their treatment awoke my abilities. I picked up the thoughts of the attending nurse. She was one of the employees in on the plan. I thought I was hallucinating. A couple of days later I definitely picked up my neighbor's thoughts. Maybe what I'd thought I'd heard the Nurse was thinking was true, that my baby had been sent to a facility in Bakersfield for further testing. God, I was a wreck. I must have gone nuts the following week, I was doing everything I could to stay near the clinic, read her mind again, or that of the other people there. Nothing! Even when I got into her mind free and clear she usually was concentrating on her all quite legitimate work, or chatting with her patients. She'd been so friendly to me, and to them. I couldn't believe the contempt she was thinking about them as she chatted merrily along. I found I had a good range, which turned out well for me, some cop tried to arrest me as a prostitute for hanging around there one evening. Apparently they didn't get the right type of patient that often. It might have been months before another one showed up, months before she even thought of the Bakersfield facility and maybe it's location. I got to the point where I just wanted to scream into her head "Where is the Bakersfield Facility you sent my son to you whore?!!!!', but I had enough sense to not try it. Warn them off and it'd be that much more trouble to get my son back. But I couldn't drop the idea of *suggesting* she think about the facility. It ought to be possible, their psi sent his hypnotic thoughts into my brain, I ought to be able to transmit. So I went to my apartment after the clinic shut down for the evening and began targeting passerbys for telepathic transmissions. I got to the point where I could get someone to turn around like they'd just been hailed. Couldn't quite maintain it long enough to put a sentence through but, it was a start. I'm practicing this for a couple of weeks and try it on this balding old hippie type I'd seen around the neighborhood now and then. I tagged him. He looked at me and thought "Hello!" back at me. I was Sooooo embarrased. And a little worried. His name, well I guess I'll leave his name out of it. He has some minor psychic abilites, a little telepathy, a little more TK. We kind of traded information and he arranged for me to meet the woman who'd been training him. Her name I'll also keep off the record. She helped me learn how to send thoughts, confuse someone's brain to the point they're pretty helpless, and control their bodies like puppets. Most importantly, how to shield myself against psi attacks. On the 7 month anniversary of Sammy's birth, I went to war. I apparently left trraceable psi impressions around the clinic, I found out later. While I was training, their psi came around, picked up my vibes and pulled the plug on the operation. I'd find out much later that this also caused the Bakersfield Facility to shut down and their captives moved to somewhere else. Arrrrrrrgggggggggghhhh! I didn't know that though. I found the clinic shut down though, and all I could think of was that Futurian Inc was a crime syndicate, so I started mind reading criminals. That was kind of a washout though I did manage to shut down a meth lab. One guy even was thinking of where he could get polykev clothing, so I was able to join the costume set as 'Ironwill'. Few if any of the crooks I've tangled with know much about Futurian, but enough of them talked about me afterwards so that FI knows I'm after them. For that matter, the mob has a standing cash reward for anyone who nails me too. I don't care if Futurian Inc has left the Bay Area or even the entire state of California. I'm going to bring their damn operations down on their heads and get my son back!
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