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BLACK BOLTTOTAL COST: [90w]
CHARACTER NAME: Black Bolt
SECRET IDENTITY: Prince Blackagar Boltagon, Heir of House of Agon
SPECIES: Inhuman
GENDER: Male
HAIR: Black
EYES: Blue
HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 210#
[ABILITIES] [17w]
=========================INTELLIGENCE: 4 (2w)
STRENGTH: 4 (2w)
AGILITY: 4 (2w)
SPEED: 4 (2w)
HEALTH: 5 (3w)
ENERGY: 5 (3w)
REGENERATION: 5 (3w)
[ACTIONS] [56w]
=========================Close Combat 3 (1w) CL 0
-Strength bonus or weapon modifier
-Split stones for multiple targets
-Hand-to-hand
-Master Blow
-Wrestling
Energy Absorption 7 (15w) CL +3
-Redirect red stones into Str (maximum Str 10) or power Actions (cannot exceed AN)
-Absorb ambient energy at a rate = 1/other panel in rural setting; 1/panel in high-tech setting
-Automatically absorb directed energy attacks, up to double AN
-Excess stones bleed out from reserves 1/panel
-Energy damage suffered can come out of reserves as stun damage
-Out of control without Energy Harness -2 CL
Flight 7 (6w) CL 0
-Flight speed up to AN
-Add stones for extra weight carried
-Purchased with Mastery -1 CL
-Out of control without Energy Harness -2 CL
Hyper-Sonic Voice 10 (15w) CL 0
-x2 dmg
-Armor Penetrating +3 CL
-Area Effect +3 CL
-Always active when speaks -1 CL
-Cannot shift stones to Defense -1 CL
-Power out of control when used -2 CL
-Can't be improved by lines -2 CL
Mastery of Electrons 6 (15w) CL +4
-Electric Force Blast (range 4, stun dmg only) +2 CL
-Master Blow (x2 concussive dmg, combines with Close Combat) +2 CL
-Electromagnetic pulse (MAIN pg. 77: Stones = AoE; duration = 12 panels)
-Monitor electromagnetic transmissions
-Free Force Field at AN when using Mastery +2 CL
-Out of control without Energy Harness -2 CL
Statecraft 5 (6w) CL +2
-Social Skills; includes Leadership
-Inhuman subjects
-Intimidation
-Negotiation
-Nonverbal communication
-Politics
[MODIFIERS] [17w]
=========================Kree Universal Translation Conditioning (5w)
-Interpret EM signals through Mastery
Mental Defense 7 (6w) CL 0
-Trained in rigid self-control from birth
Toughness 4 (5w) CL +3
-Inhuman physiology
Wealth 1 (0w) CL -1
-Resourceful
-Bought through Statecraft -1 CL
[CHALLENGES] [+5w]
=========================Exile (+2w) He escaped from captivity in the Kree Empire and has no way to return to his people on the Moon. Even if he could, the Inhumans are afraid of discovery by humanity, so he’s effectively trapped on earth and branded by his otherworldly heritage.
Inhuman Appearance (+2w) Appears human, but must always wear his distinctive black and silver bodysuit with the Energy Harness that keeps his powers from getting out of control.
Mute (+1w) Black Bolt cannot utter the slightest word without unleashing a sound that creates a shockwave in the fabric of space, devastating everything in its path.
[EQUIPMENT] [0w]
=========================Energy Harness-Inhuman tech body suit
[BIOGRAPHY]
=========================The portal opened in an explosion of light and displaced space/time as two points in the universe were drawn together.
One of those points was more than 160,000 light years away, at the heart of a great city in another galaxy. The other was about 500 miles due east of New York City; 500 feet above the storm-swollen waters of the Atlantic Ocean.
Through that rift flew a man in black; graceful, like a diver who’d just plunged beneath the surface of a diving pool. Through the rift a great chamber could be seen; a lab from which the man was escaping. There were others there, soldiers giving chase who the escaped prisoner turned to regard with practiced grace.
Instead of falling to the unfriendly waters below, the man twisted in midair, fully in control of his motion, arms outstretched as his face contorted in sudden fury. An Inhuman cry escaped his lips...
...the shockwave was like a bomb that exploded from his mouth. A single word -- "NO" -- crashed against the thrashing water and bowled it outward like a liquid crater. The shockwave passed through the portal too, splashing the soldiers into oblivion and the alien machines beyond into a great firestorm...
The collapse lashed back into Black Bolt with a measure of the force that destroyed it, slapping him into the ocean depths like the Hand of God. The backwash of the wave he created pulled him down, buffeting the breath from his lungs and wringing him into darkness.
He awoke intermittently. He struggled. There was an upsurge. Sudden air. A barnacled hull. Hands. When he awoke once more, the strange man was wrapped in blankets, curled up on a cot in a room that swayed uncomfortably.
The captain of the rescuing cargo ship tried to question him, but the stranger was silent.
What would he say, even if he could? That he was a prince from a hidden city on the moon? That a million years ago, aliens came to earth and performed experiments on primitive men, ancestors of earth's mutants and his people, the Inhumans? That his people lived apart for generations until the Kree returned to harvest them as slaves and soldiers, taking him as tribute to their distant empire? That he'd just escaped using technology he didn't understand, destroying half the alien city and his captors in the process? Or that he hadn't meant to come here at all, but had meant to aim the device at Attilan, overshooting the moon to be exiled on an unsuspecting earth?
Yes, he knew where he was very well. His people had watched humanity in fear for a long time. He knew he was unlikely to find any means of transportation to his home, and even if he could, his first duty was to keep his people hidden.
He didn’t even know where to begin freeing them from the Kree.
When the cargo ship docked at its home port, the captain returned to his passenger’s cabin only to find that he’d gone. The old sailor didn't bother reporting it – who would believe him?
Prince Blackagar Boltagon, Heir Apparant to the House of Agon, stood on the dock looking over the skyline of Manhattan, impressive even though it paled in comparison to the throneworld he'd just escaped.
He drew the heavy hood of a borrowed overcoat down tight over his black cowl and its protruding metal tines, and started walking.
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