NIGHTSHIFTReal Name: Oliver “Ollie” Queen
Power Origins: Paradigm Shifted
Base: Metropolis
Affiliation: Science Police
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 195 lbs
Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Distinctions: Violet spatial energy courses through black chitinous plating.
Power Level: 10 (150 points)
AbilitiesStrength 2, Stamina 2, Agility 4, Dexterity 4, Fighting 4, Intellect 1, Awareness 2, Presence 3
PowersChitinous Plating: It's not his former face, but it'll scare the hell out of his enemies. That'll have to do. Protection 4 •
4 pointsDarkwood Bow: 31 points, Easily Removable (-12 points) •
19 pointsInfiltrator’s Arrow: Nock, draw, teleport the arrow across the intervening space, then back to the quiver. Ranged Penetrating Damage 8, Affects Insubstantial 2, Indirect 4 • 30 points
AE: Spatial Shock: Charges the arrow with spatial static, creating a dimensional rift where it lands. Ranged Burst Area Affliction 10 (Resisted by Fortitude; Dazed, Stunned, Incapacitated) • 1 point
Transdimensional Quiver: Alters the structure of the arrows within, depending on what's needed for the job at hand. Dimensional AnchorGM •
0 pointsNight Vision: Didn't have to pay a 20 Menthol Kools to get this eye-shine job. Senses 2 (Darkvision) •
2 pointsShadow Escape: Creates a minuscule wormhole, literally jumping across space. Enhanced Active Defenses 4;
Enhanced Advantages 1 (Hide in Plain Sight);
Teleport 3 (250 feet), Change Velocity, Extended (8 miles), Turnabout •
20 pointsAdvantagesAccurate Attack, Defensive Roll 2, Favored Environment (Darkness),
Favored Paradigm (Shadow Reality)GM,
Hide in Plain Sight, Improved Aim, Improved Critical (Bow), Improved Initiative, Precise Attack 2 (Ranged, Cover and Concealment), Skill Mastery (Ranged Combat: Bow), Power Attack, Quick Draw, Redirect, Startle, Takedown
SkillsAcrobatics 6 (+10), Athletics 6 (+8), Close Combat: Unarmed 4 (+8), Expertise: Survival 4 (+5), Insight 6 (+8), Intimidation 7 (+10), Investigation 5 (+6), Perception 6 (+8), Ranged Combat: Bow 8 (+12), Stealth 8 (+12)
OffenseInitiative +8
Infiltrator’s Arrow +12, Ranged, Penetrating Damage 8 (Affects Insubstantial, Crit 19-20)
Spatial Shock, Ranged Burst Area, Affliction 10
Unarmed +8, Close, Damage 2
DefensesDodge 12, Parry 12
Toughness 8*/6, Fortitude 6, Will 6
*Defensive Roll.
Power PointsAbilities 44 + Powers 45 + Advantages 15 + Skills 30 + Defenses 16 = 150
Complications
Mistrusted: Oliver was physically changed by his time in the shadow reality and no longer appears (and may not be) human.
Responsibility - Motivation: Perceived guilt over the events surrounding the fall of New Angels pushes Ollie to fight for the independence of his reality.
Temper: Ollie can have a short fuse, particularly when it comes to social and political causes he believes in.
Nestled in his extravagant high rise towering above the cares of New Angels, Oliver Queen lived life to the fullest and never gave anything back. Behind his private security and social status, Ollie thought he was protected from any eventuality. But then the portals opened, the incursion of New Angels had started.
Oliver and his family tried to escape the city in their private jet, literally pushing others aside as they made their way to the airfield. Once the plane made it off the tarmac it became a target and the pilot was forced into an invading portal. After Rogers destroyed the devices keeping the portals open, it was thought that the Queen family was lost forever.
On the other side, the plane crashed, killing the crew and most of the Queen family. Oliver crawled out of the wreckage and found himself on demonic terrain. The land seemed dead, the stone as black as the clouds above. He spent his divided between avoiding shadow demons as they made their way across the terrain conducting whatever terrible business they had to tend to and seeking food and shelter. His first meal was glowing purple fungus in a cave made of obsidian stone, it didn't go down well.
To survive, Oliver built a bow from the bark of an extremely tough tree that had been severed by a lightning strike. Violet embers, the same color as the lightning that had struck the hard wood, glowed at its center. Oliver found a piece that was roughly the shape needed for a bow stave and used the extra strong silk of a demonic spider for the bowstring. Several long pieces of the tree were fletched as arrows and his alien weapon of survival was complete.
During his many hunts, Ollie found that his body had been changed by the alien forces, or was it from the portal he traveled through? He couldn't exactly say when his body began to change, but it did. He was becoming something similar to the shadow demons who lived in this realm, even able to move about by bending space as they did.
After some time, Ollie had become a successful hunter and resolved to finding his way back home. As much as he thought he was above others and needed no one, his lonely experience in the shadow realm proved the opposite. He found himself desiring human interaction and intimacy. He didn't care what he had to do for others, he wanted to be part of a community again.
He began to spy on the shadow demon settlements, moving invisibly by bending space and teleporting through their streets. On one such venture, Ollie discovered the devices the shadow demons used to extend their spacial abilities to other dimensions. Upon discovery by the shadow demons, he activated one of the devices and slipped through, back to earth. He destroyed the device with an arrow, the only one he had ever lost, closing the portal.
Ollie found himself in the ruins of Lost Angels. Everything he longed to see was destroyed. He spent hours picking through the ruins, nostalgic of times lost and feeling that if he had spent his money helping people and protecting them rather than living only for himself maybe the city would have been ready for such an event.
Finding the edge of the devastation, Oliver saw that Metropolis had survived. Although he was forever changed, and would likely not find the human interaction he was searching for, he was resolved to joining those who protected the world from such incursions. He would not sit idly by while such atrocity happened, not again.