Exoteric Daily #2
Exoteric smiled triumphantly, her hand resting on the arm of her assailant, a sense of new power and strength rushing through her. 'He had to have something, let's see what we have here...'
she thought to herself, clenching her muscles. 'Hmm, tightening a bit more than I expected. Could be good for my butt.'
"Listen here, missy, I don't know what trick you done just pulled on me, but I sure don't appreciate a liar! BOYS!"
the large man beckoned his hillbilly henchmen with a wave of his other arm.
The two men, confident that the smallish figure in front of them was not going to harm them, fired away at their boss's request. Bullets rained down once again on Exoteric, with a shot hitting her in the chest, embedding itself in her costume. "Nice try, hun, but it looks like you're going to have to do more than that,"
Exoteric proclaimed smugly. 'Didn't know that would happen, guess it turned out pretty well for me.'
she thought, thankful she was lucky to receive the type of powers she lacked.
"All right, miss, you run your mouth too much for a proper Southern lady. I think you need good ol' Chawbacon here to teach you sem MANNERS!"
Gameplay wrote:After reviewing and thinking about the Mimic power, I've found that it can only add to whatever effects you currently have, if you already have them, including ability scores and saves. Thus, she needs to be careful not to go over the PL limits. As a result, I dropped her Toughness to +5, reducing Defensive Roll ranks, giving her some more skills. Thus, now she's received Chawbacon's:
Density rank 8, granting her +8 Str bonus, Impervious Protection 4, Immovable 2 w/Unstoppable, and Super-Strength 2
Super-Strength 2, AP: Groundstrike
The additional Immovable ranks, totaling 5 ranks
And Immunities to critical strikes, cold, high pressure
That's a hefty list. Note that I'm playing her not knowing everything she receives, she gets anything that's possible for her limits.
One of the gunmen rolls a 19, connecting but doing nothing thanks to her Impervious Protection.
the gigantic Chawbacon yelled out. Exoteric flinched as Chawbacon brings down his huge paw towards her. Exoteric dipped and dodged the slow moving grasp of the behemoth."You ain't gettin' away frem Chawbacon, lady. We gonna make you pay!"
he called out again, swinging his arm through the air in frustration.
A disdainful look formed on Exoteric's face. "I don't think so, sweety, I'm just not that into you,"
she quipped, congratulating herself in her head for the biting remark. Baton in hand, the sleek shapeshifter swung at burly Southerner, easily connecting on the man's stomach but offering nothing but a thump and a chuckle from the big lug. "Gonna take more than that, ma'am!"
he bellowed as she darted back in shock.
The men volleyed their shots again, firing again into the fray. Bullets flew past harmlessly as the two combatants fought. Some slammed harmlessly into Chawbacon, who gave them nothing more than a wave of his hand.
Exoteric was taken aback by the effortless brushing aside of her attack. 'This boy can take a shot or two, I don't like my chances all that much, even with his powers. I might have to outsmart him...doesn't look too hard,'
she reflected as the man already began his approach. The giant lumbered toward her with surprising speed and made a grab at her again, only to wade meaninglessly through empty air. "Missed me darling!"
she proclaimed arrogantly as a baton swing of her own zips by the head of Chawbacon, leaving him untouched. Skipping back a distance again, she rolls to dodge the gunfire of the two henchmen, who remain confused by the hardiness of the young woman."Stop moving quickly, or I'LL STOP YOU MYSEFL!"
Chawbacon burst out angrily, rumbling at the young woman. 'Think quickly,'
Exoteric thought in her head as the man approached. A deft sidestep sent the man spiraling off-balance. Chawbacon, unprepared for the quick motion away from him, lost his footing and fell to the ground in front of Exoteric. Having closed her eyes for her maneuver, she was now presented a gift; the large, unstoppable powerhouse had fallen to the ground due to gravity's undeniable grip. 'This is my chance,'
she thought, a smile forming once again on her lips.
Assuming a tense stance in front of the hapless henchmen, she leaped into the air. As the bumbling man got on all fours, he looked up to see Exoteric coming down and cracking the baton firmly on Chawbacon's head. He uttered a thick "oomph" before falling to the ground. Exoteric returned to a standing stance, looking proudly at her slightly dented baton. 'Might have to get myself a new one after tonight,'
she thought, beaming with confidence.
The two men, having witnessed their boss fallen at the hands of a now frightening woman, had decided they had had enough. She turned to face them, and a quick "BOO" forced the men, guns already trembling in their hands, to fling them harmlessly at Exoteric before fleeing in the direction behind them.
"Well, that was fun while it lasted,"
Chawbacon attempts a Charge action, Attack roll 11
, natural 1, causing an utter fail. I had him trip over himself for that failure, I found it appropriate. He ends up prone for Exoteric, who takes an Aggressive Stance and uses her HP to gain the Power Attack feat. Power Attack for 4, Attack roll 24
, big success here. Forces a DC 29 Toughness save. Toughness save 15
, yielding a Staggered, Stunned result. Exoteric stands at 16 Defense until her next action.
the heroine said as she walked toward the nearest stack of crates, this one slightly closer to the road she took to get here, and leaned on it for support, placing the baton back into its slot on her belt and drawing another cigarette. She released a somewhat relieved sigh. "I think tonight earned another one of these,"
she says aloud to no one in particular.
From behind her, a voice bellowed out again. "Who the hell do you think you are, huh? No one messes with Chawbacon! I'll teach you some dern manners, I'll teach you good!"
Chawbacon yelled out as he stood, wavering still from the shot to the head.
Exoteric spun around, her back to the dizzied big man. Shutting her eyes and giving it some thought, she recalled the appearance of one of Chawbacon's boys and reverted her form to his. "Boss, boss, are you OK?"
she said in the drawl she recalled.
"You lyin', cheatin' bitch! Don't lie! Don't you lie agin! It's not becomin' of a lady!"
he growled angrily as he began ambling slowly towards Exoteric.
The "man" in front of him shrugged, "Guess there's no fooling you,"
she responded as her form switched again, from the henchman to that of the Southern girl from earlier. She drew from her belt a small device and cradled it under her arm. In her new drawl, she proclaimed, "And there stood Chawbacon, Southern gentleman and an homage to the great Larry the Cable Guy!"
The smile, despite the darkness, could be seen, wide across her young face. As the man began his motion again, the girl quickly placed everything back in a concealed bag and ran.
After a good distance, Exoteric returned once again to her normal, costumed form. She leaned against her car, a beaten down but still effective Honda Civic, dark blue, but a faded, dirty color now, six years after purchase. A puff of smoke appeared before her as she breathed out heavily. 'Gonna have to stitch up at the clinic again.'
she said as she flipped up her cell phone. Behind her, sirens could be heard traveling towards her vicinity; after all, bullets tend to cause disturbance calls, and such calls tend to lead to police. She spun on a heel and was about to head back to the scene and claim her fame, but the pain in her shoulder shot through the rest of her arm. 'Stick with the stitching,'
she decided, raising the phone her ears again.
The phone rang three times before a groggy female voice answered, "Mmmm...hello?"
"Grace, sweety, we have to talk,"
The voice on the other line breathed heavily into the phone. "I'll get the kit, Sue,"
Grace said, shifting out of her bed and onto the cold, wooden floor.
I liked that one, interesting little fight, I didn't know how Exoteric would pull it out, even with even powers. Anyway, look for Exoteric #3 and maybe another member of my ensemble from Heroes of the Day in the next Daily issue.