SAW

Oscar was not supposed to survive the bioengineering test. He accidentally entered the test room and when he entered the door slammed shut with him inside.  He was only there to move clean some papers. No one can figure out what happened because the team has only used clones for ‘human’ testing.  With the death of each clone the project was doomed to fail. Mr. Cleaver was going to give the project the thumbs down in the week when Oscar went into that room.  Originally he was going to pick up the papers and leave but he knew that he was going to lose his job when the project so he decided to eat lunch in the room and with that thought he sat in a desk chair and leaned on the consul. It was his drink that spilled on the consul that sent off the project and the cellular modulation synthesizer turned on and fired at the only cellular creature in the room, Oscar. What happened next was a fat overweight and under paid maintenance man was transformed into a lean mean fighting machine.  The process could have been duplicated has the machine been turned off but while Oscar was being transformed the machine was overheating.  The explosion should have killed Oscar. It would be a month before Oscar would be released, skin severely burned, blind in one eye and right hand deformed. For several weeks after he healed but he could never use his hand nor see very well. Then it happened, the DNA that has been changed by the experiment kicked in. While sitting on a street corner begging for money, some thieves decided to rob him and out of defense he covered his face with his arms expecting the worse. From within a fire ignited and Oscar snapped. He was not going to be robbed again. As one villain raised his bat to strike the young man from Oscar’s withered hand a spinning blade fired and sawed the villain in half. The second assailant shocked, began to run but didn’t make it more than twenty feet before being killed by the same spinning blade that had killed the first creep. Because it was in the street alley ways, the death of the two was not witnessed. Oscar took the money and rebuilt himself to become the new vigilante SAW.

SAW

Real Name: Oscar Wilde

IQ: 12

ME: 11

MA: 10

PS: 8

PP:  5

PE: 8

PB: 7

SPD: 22

Alignment: Unprincipled

Height: 5’8”

Weight: 187

Level: 3

HP: 18

SDC: 40

Skills:

Electronics Program

Pilot Basic Program

10 Secondaries

Side Effects: Chronic Pain

Nature of the Experiment: Radiation

General Type of Experiment:  Attempt o Create Superhero

Number of Abilities: 1 major, 2 minors

Sponsoring Organization: Gene Tech Labs (Military affiliated labs)

Status: Powers are unknown to the organization

Spinning Blades – Minor (An Original by me)

This power creates a series of energy disks spinning at high speed that cuts into Armor Ratings like they were rice paper but don’t do a whole lot of damage. These flying disks are under the complete control of the user. The disk is used like an energy expulsion in that they are instantly created and launch at their desired direction but spin out of control as soon as they are out of range.

·         Range of this power is 1000 feet (+20 feet per level of experience).

·         Damage from each blade is 3D6 (+1D6 at levels 3, 6, 9, 12, 15).

·         Victims have a -2 to armor rating and dodge. Characters cannot parry the energy unless they have a means of parrying energy.

Minor: Heighten Sense of Touch

Major: Shape Change

My Nightbane short

Image provided by Threads of our Fabric

Dr. Eric Houser stared at the man across the room. The lights were dim and the strongest of it came from the fireplace. A servant came with a drink for the doctor and his host. Not a word had transpired in over ten minutes while he was stewing on why he was here. Finally his host spoke.

“Doctor, do you know why you are here?”

Eric sipped the wine in the glass.  “I don’t believe I do. Is it about cyber space?”

His host took a sip of his own drink. “I wish that it was as simple as that twisted labyrinth. No doctor, we are not here to talk about the Beast or the twisted hunters or even the living avatars. I want to talk to you about the Mirror Wall.”

“I am not familiar with that”, said the doctor adjusting in his seat.

His host put down his drink on the coffee table before them and proceeded to light up a cigarette.

“I believe you do. As you know there has been disappearances and talk of monsters. Eric, I don’t need to coat it for you creatures are coming from somewhere.”

“And you believe it’s this ‘Mirror Wall’?

Eric you are the foremost expert on dimensional physics. I cannot claim to know everything but my men have discovered a place in the Mirror Wall, a fragment as to where Cyberspace resides. I believe I know where the ‘Night Men’…”

“Nightbane”, the doctor corrected.

“Yes, the Nightbane, as you call them, come from. The Mirror Wall holds so many secrets. I believe that I have found where all of these dimensions cross.

“The Mirror Wall?”

Yes. It is the source of our dimensional fabric. Through it I have seen the Hell, Dream River, Astral Plane, Heaven and Cyberspace.”

The doctor shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He gulped down his drink. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Oh doctor,” the host said with a smile, “I want your help to break it. Could you imagine the power the Mirror Wall has? Why, think of the power that would be unleashed. All those dimensions capable of being seen all at once, think of the possibilities.”

The doctor stood up. “This is complete bull. I thought that you were serious when you asked me to work for you Cornelius. The talk of Heaven and Hell and nonsense places, I thought you took my work serious?”

Doctor Houser stood up to leave. He placed his drink down and was about to thank his host for the invite.

“Sit down Eric!  What I am talking about is not as simple as the Matrix or Tron or any other sci-fi movie you have seen. This is not as simple as going down the rabbit hole, what we will discover could be the reason why the government is paying us so much to do this research.”

The doctor had almost put his glass down when he paused. “What would we gain by this?”

“Does it matter? We would be paid till our grandchildren were old on their death beds if we are correct.”

Eric paused and reflected on the possibility.

“No”, the doctor said finally, calmly. When we discovered hell, something attempted to get out. When we discovered cyberspace, again something attempted to get out. When we explored the astral plane…. You get the picture. I am not going to help you with this project. Not this time Cornelius”.

The doctor turned to leave; shock filled his face as he heard the shot and felt the sharp pain. The servant stood in front of him with a fire arm pointed and smoking.

“Tis a shame” Cornelius said casually.

The two watched as the doctor fell to his knees and then to his face.

“Gordon, would you be so kind to clean the doctor from my study and let the doctors family know that he was in a terrible accident?”

The servant lowered the gun. “Right away, sir”.

Arizona

So here I am in the state of controversy and I love it. The state is getting a pretty bad rap from the media here and abroad. Its also very hot. I have only been away from the family for two days and I miss them already. I talk to the family while I work and its ok but its not being home. Arizona is hot (did I mention that?) and pretty the cacti is aplenty here.

I am working on some ideas to put into the Rifter and cleaning up the material that I have finished. I have been talking to my cousin Jayson and others and have been working on some fantastic ideas that just need to be fleshed out.

Among some of the ideas up in the air right now is some new mutants for After the Bomb and adventure ideas for Palladium FRPG. We have been tossing around ideas and I will post them soon as I write them.