Name: Gregory “Greg” Holmes
Family: Isabella Holmes (Mother), Prof. Mark Holmes (Father), Matthew Homes (Brother), Rick (Dog).
Profession: Geologist, Jeweller.
Greg was born in Surrey a suburb of London in the UK. He grew in a four bedroom with his Mother, Father, younger Brother Matt and Rick the dog. He was lucky in that his father was a successful academic professor who has published several books, his mother was always at home to look after the children, he got on great with his brother and his father was Greg’s role model, hardworking and dedicated to his family, it was an ideal life. Greg was well educated at privates schools and after graduating university with a first in Geology (the same as what his father) and a minor in business, he took a year out to travel the world, do charity work and partake in a little bit of geology.
After travelling some of the poorest countries in the world, his last month was spent in South West Africa in hot zone between Congo and Angola. The relief work here was dangerous, ambushes were regular, being taken hostage or killed was a real risk. The area was controlled by Warlords who thought nothing of killing, raping and using child soldiers to further the own goals. Slave labour, Drugs, Black Market Weapons and Blood Diamonds were the money makers here, funded by various governments around the world, the Warlords ruled with impunity.
All that his small group relief workers could do was travel in fast moving convoys dropping of small food packets where they could to feed the starving oppressed populace of the area. It was on one of this trips they drove straight into the middle of a power struggle.
The first vehicle exploded as it struck a mine flipping over backwards landing on its top and killing all inside, Greg’s vehicle was narrowly missed by an RPG but this didn’t stop his vehicle getting knocked to the side of the road, flame began to envelop the almost immediately, Greg jumped out and ran for his life, his family was all he could think about he was never going to see them again, bullets flew passed him one grazing his thigh, it wasn’t long before a group split off and began to follow him. Greg had no idea where he was going, he just ran, he could hear dogs barking, men shouting and guns firing… “I am dead, this is where I’m gonna die and my family is never going to know, I’ve let them down, I’m not gonna…. “
Greg woke and found himself sitting at the bottom of a one man mining pit about 10foot deep he couldn’t have been out for more than thirty seconds, the mud was slick, there was no way he was getting out but that didn’t stop him trying, clawing away at the mud wall Greg tore his nails and his fingers started to bleed, the noise of his pursuers got louder, he held his breath… The noise got closer and stopped just above him, after a few shouts they moved on, Greg did nothing for a whole minute… 5 minutes…. 10 minutes he stood and looked up out the hole at the sky, it got dark. Greg sat back down and passed out.
When he opened his eyes, the sun was directly above him the heat was becoming unbearable, then it caught his eye, a small blue glint… Greg brushed away at the dirt with his hand, what he found was a blue gem the size of his fist. It began to glow, he could feel a small vibration and hear a humming noise emanating, the glow and hum became more violent until the light became so strong that Greg covered his face with his hands, the explosion was so violent Greg cracked his head on the back of the pit he felt sharp pains in his hands and forearms as he looked at them he could see blue splinters embedded everywhere. “THIS IS ALL I NEED…GET ME OUUUUUUUT” Greg screamed and punched the wall, thumped it with his fist smacked it with hand the wall shook, disproportionately so it shook so much the side collapsed slightly, Greg thumped it again and again, the dirt fell in him covering him completely, Greg gasped and his final moments under the earth buried in a pit he finally relaxed, he felt warm and he began to see the light a faint blue light surrounded him, he could feel small vibrations the earth began to shift around him Greg reached up and his arms passed through the earth as if it weren’t there, he began to pull himself up slowly at first then faster and faster with one last heave Greg exploded out of the earth, covered in mud bleeding in pain, hungry thirsty his fear abated and the anger started to rise, what Greg did next wasn’t logical, he didn’t think about it, he just did it.
When he got back to the village where the battle had taken place it was clear someone had one, at the road a kid stood with AK47 in his hand, the kid was so jacked up on drugs he didn’t notice Greg until he was 2 feet away, the kid no more than 12 years old spun fire indiscriminately Greg grabbed the gun it exploded in his hand, he backhanded the child knocking him clean off his feet, he moved into the town, he saw two men hacking away at a woman with a machete, he slammed his hands down on the ground sending a shockwave so violent towards the men that their legs bones shattered they collapsed to the floor screaming. Greg found no one alive from his group, several had been shot some weren’t so lucky… Greg worked his way through the village it was carnage, the horrors would stay with him for the rest of his life, not only the ones they had committed but the ones he had too, he didn’t think about things he did until he was back home, he was the only one that went home.
OOC: finished writing this at 0330 hours, I am planning on adding a bit when gets back to the uk and gets caught in another incident, hope its not to grim :D
Power Level: 8; Power Points Spent: 120/120
STR: +2 (14), DEX: +3 (16), CON: +2 (14), INT: +2 (14), WIS: +2 (14), CHA: +0 (10)
Tough: +2/+8, Fort: +7, Ref: +8, Will: +7
Skills: Acrobatics 4 (+7), Climb 4 (+6), Concentration 8 (+10), Escape Artist 4 (+7), Investigate 4 (+6), Knowledge (business) 4 (+6), Knowledge (earth sciences) 8 (+10), Notice 8 (+10), Search 8 (+10), Sense Motive 8 (+10), Stealth 4 (+7)
Feats: All-Out Attack, Attack Specialization (Unarmed Attack), Defensive Attack, Defensive Roll 3, Dodge Focus 4, Equipment 1, Evasion 2, Improved Initiative
Blur (Partial concealment from all visual senses)
Burrowing 6 (Speed: 50 mph, 440 ft./rnd)
. . Super-Movement 3 (Alternate; permeate 3 (full speed))
Immunity 1 (rare descriptor: Own powers.)
Super-Senses 2 (tremorsense)
Vibration Array (Vibration Control 8) (DC 23; Affects Insubstantial 2 (full power), Accurate 2 (+4))
. . Shatter (Drain 8) (Alternate; drains: single trait - toughness, DC 18; Duration 2 (sustained); Limited (to Objects); Accurate 2 (+4), Extended Reach (5 ft.), Precise)
. . Shockwave (Trip 8) (Alternate; Knockback, Cone Area (80 ft. cone - General); Range (touch); Improved Throw, Accurate 2 (+4))
. . Vibro Strike (Strike 8) (Alternate; DC 23; Penetrating; Accurate 2 (+4), Affects Insubstantial 2 (full power))
Equipment: Armored Jumpsuit, Flash Goggles, Gas Mask
Attack Bonus: +4 (Ranged: +4, Melee: +4, Grapple: +6)
Attacks: Shatter (Drain 8), +8 (DC Fort/Staged 18), Shockwave (Trip 8), +8 (DC 18), Unarmed Attack, +6 (DC 17), Vibration Array (Vibration Control 8), +8 (DC 23), Vibro Strike (Strike 8), +8 (DC 23)
Defense: +8 (Flat-footed: +2), Knockback: -4
Languages: Native Language
Totals: Abilities 22 + Skills 16 (64 ranks) + Feats 14 + Powers 37 + Combat 16 + Saves 15 + Drawbacks 0 = 120