Christougher

Don't call him Fuzzy Wuzzy.  Theodore Eugene Behr worked for a drug and chemicals research company trying to invent a new and better version of Rogaine.  Was he successful?  Yes and No. An "accident" with his latest test formulae turned his hair steel-hard and given him the ability to grow it out several meters at will.  (In game terms, some Growth, a few meters of Stretching and a nasty Damage Shield.)  Because he believes it was no accident, Theo is looking for revenge and doesn't care who he hurts to get it.
 
Chris.

Don't call him Fuzzy Wuzzy.  Theodore Eugene Behr worked for a drug and chemicals research company trying to invent a new and better version of Rogaine.  Was he successful?  Yes and No. An "accident" with his latest test formulae turned his hair steel-hard and given him the ability to grow it out several meters at will.  (In game terms, some Growth, a few meters of Stretching and a nasty Damage Shield.)  Because he believes it was no accident, Theo is looking for revenge and doesn't care who he hurts to get it.
 
Chris.

As was said before, that is just sick, twisted and awesome.  I may have to steal it for my game.
 
Chris.

The being known as Pancake has a very simple motivation for its hatred of giants..It used to be a normalish human until a gigantic villain stepped on it.  An adaptive mutation allowed Pancake to survive as a two-meter wide, one centimeter tall circle of flesh, but it can never be returned to its original form.  It's not always useful in a fight with giants, but its hatred never wavers.
 
ETA:  Was typing while the above was posted.

The PCs are trading fire with a couple soldiers who have us pinned down.
 
Dan: I wait for one of them to stick his head up, and then I pop it off.
 
Attack Roll: 3.  House Ruled to double damage.  Hit Location: 4. Head. Double Damage.  Damage 2d6K Roll: 11.
 
Table: 
 
Dan: I said, 'I wait for one of them to stick his head up, and then I pop it off.'

I poured root beer into a square cup. Now it's just beer.

Those are sunglasses?  When he said villain, I mistook them for empty hollow sockets peering into his dark soul...
 
Chris.

Those are sunglasses?  When he said villain, I mistook them for empty hollow sockets peering into his dark soul...
 
Chris.

Oh look, two hams and a turkey.

My brother has found a new game to terrorise - the Day Z mod for ARMA 2, although he's been amusing himself on the standalone too. He's already got the point that the entire forest occupying the middle of the map is effectively his personal domain. Players will rather run the gauntlet of sniper-infested townships rather than take a shortcut through what is now known as the Haunted Forest.

He started his campaign of terror by wearing a hessian sack with one eye-hole over his head, a lantern under one arm, hefting a fireman's axe and playing creepy music over the game's audio stream. Then he stood behind a bush and just waited, while players armed with crowbars etc nervously investigated the light and creepy music. Which is when he set his head to deranged high-speed wobbling, changed the music to what he describes as creepy yodelling, and leaped out of the bushes screaming gibberish and laying about him with the axe.

Picture the scene.

Not surprisingly the other players completely freaked. The only one with a gun managed to accidentally shoot his own friend, and after they'd all run off blindly into the woods they agreed it was the scariest thing they'd ever fucking seen. And then Ian turned it up to eleven. He would interrupt the chat channels with distant pig squeals and giggling "looking for you, fishie...Gonna find you, fishie...." and carrying out these promises in a campaign of terror that made the Pigman a creature of nightmare. And this in a zombie apocalypse setting.

He does have a certain amount of social justice in his make-up. Such as when snipers would set up shop on the cliff tops to kill re spawning players. You see, Ian has discovered that, unlike walking, sneaking, or even standing still, rolling along the ground has no associated sound effect. So he would silently roll up behind a sniper, and start using another bug in the game to poison the other PC.

The Pigman: Feed person rotten fruit. Feed person disinfectant. Feed person blood pack.
Sniper's HUD: You have a bad taste in your mouth.
Sniper: Eh? I've been poisoned! How - *turns around to find the Pigman looming over him, head wobbling maniacally, and squealing like a stuck pig*

At this point more than one of the snipers has recoiled right off the cliff.

And then he got hold of a crossbow. PCs lurking around the woods would hear things the following.

The Pigman: reeeeeeeeeeeee, fishy fishy.... I can see you....

And then everybody would hear a p-chunk, and get the message that another PC was dead. Ian had a grand ol time stalking one of them.

The Pigman: reeeeeeeeeeeee, looking for me, ain't you, fishy? You're a cute one... Gonna make love to you.... reeeeeeeeeeeee

At this point Victim One runs for it, Ian shoots him the leg, and he screams for help. An ally comes running, right past Ian who has ducked down, his hessian sack the same colour as the tree bark. Ian then shoots the new guy in the leg as well.

The Pigman: Two little fishies! Two little fishies! Dunno what I'll do... Cut the head off one and the bottom off another.... reeeeeeeeeeeee.

The two victims are completely losing their shit, begging the Pigman to let them go, and frantically offloading everything they own as bribes - weapons, gear.... And clothing.

The Pigman: Getting me excited now, fishies!

The Pigman does go into town occasionally, when he needs gear his victims aren't carrying. Once, he spotted another PC going by the name of Kahleesi. She was talking to a trader, so Ian rolled up behind her and started a campfire. She was a bit upset when she burst into flame.

The Pigman: You're not the Khaleesi! The true Khaleesi is immune to fire!

The Khaleesi also fell victim up Ian's method of disposing of unwanted petrol drums. This involved piling them up near a random base, and attaching some C4. The resulting mushroom cloud was visible and audible across the entire map. The Khaleesi was not pleased to find her base reduced to concrete walls and her loot scattered across the landscape.

Occasionally, well-armed teams DO go into the woods. One such laid a line of flares out behind them, so they wouldn't get lost. The Pigman silently stalked them, extinguishing each flare as he went.

PC: What happened to our flares? I thought they were supposed to last for hours.
PC 2: .... Oh no.
The Pigman: reeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
All PCs: *scream, panic, flee into the darkness in random directions*

One character managed to get the drop on the Pigman, back before everyone knew what he was capable of, and they still thought he was a special GM event. He demanded weapons and loot. Pigman started jiggling and swaying from side to side.

Other PC: You don't have any weapons?

Pigman spasms and jerks, and carefully places a book on the ground.

Other PC: You want me to read this? Well, OK.

And this is wear Ian abuses ANOTHER bug in the game - a book, when read, occupies the entire screen.

The Pigman: *reaches across and handcuffs the other PC*
Other PC WTF?!?! Dude! You can't leave me like this!!!!
The Pigman: *just stares for a long time, without moving, then flips the bird and fire off a few rounds into the air to attract wandering zombies, and runs off, squealing like a pig and babbling about little fishies.*

It's got to the point that the mere sound of pig squeals provokes panic, regardless of the situation.

The Pigman: reeeeeeeeeeeee
Player: Oh god.... I just fired 400 rounds into the bushes. I'm out of ammo and I'm in the middle of nowhere.

Ian did manage to terrorise one team's base, by popping up at windows, silently jiggling and wobbling spasmodically. The player inside, of course, opened fire, but Ian had already ducked back down.

Player: ... Did I just see that?

Ian repeats this performance at another window, provoking the same response. At the third window, he starts squealing as well, and the people inside lose their shit completely.

Players: We're friendly!!! We're friendly!!!! Don't kill us, we're friendly!!!!
The Pigman: Fishies don't shoot when they're friendly. Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!

He's also taken to jelly-beaning the unwary, leaving a trail of almost empty ammo cartridges off to an obvious trap - a valuable firearm, just sitting on the ground. And all the terrain around it shot up with hundreds of bullet holes. The Pigman then hides in the bushes nearby and waits. He's watched players stand there for minutes at a time, thinking about whether to risk it.

One more unwise individual wanted to go back for the gun, with help. His more experienced friend wanted nothing to do with it.

Paranoid Player: I'm not going there with you. I'm not going there with an army. I know who's behind this - he's hilarious but completely fucking insane. I've watched him throw that hessian mask one way, and while you're shooting at it he's running up behind you with an axe. He'll put that mask on one of your wounded allies and while you're shooting at your friend he's running up behind you with an axe. He will be there, watching you
Insufficiently Paranoid Player: But it's a really good gun! One-shot kill!
Paranoid Player: And how long will it take you to load it?
Insufficiently Paranoid Player: ... 30 seconds?
Paranoid Player: Right. 30 seconds for him to run up behind you with an axe.

As it was, the insufficiently paranoid player found a noob to watch his back. The Pigman rolled up to the noob, tasered him, and after they figured out that this wasn't some sort of electrical trap and they were being hunted by the Pigman, he already had them covered with a shotgun.

The Pigman: Drop your pants. Drop your loot. Fishie fishie.

He has them both strip to their underwear, cuffs them, force feeds them rotten fruit, and drags them off to a cliff top. Their, he throws the antidote ( itself corrupt, but he doesn't tell them that ) off the cliff, and gives them an ultimatum - one jumps off the cliff, and ones goes free. The noob, having less to lose, jumps.

Noob: Hey, I survived! Wait, I'm still handcuffed. And I'm bleeding. And now I'm dead. Fuck.
Insufficiently Paranoid Player: You'll let me go now, right?
The Pigman: No fishie fishie .... You and me get to play a game....
Insufficiently Paranoid Player: *is dragged off screaming into the woods*
Other players on the audio channel, wondering at the noise: What are you screaming about?
Insufficiently Paranoid Player: He's got me! He's going to do something!
Paranoid Player: I warned you. You deserve everything you get.


What he gets is being dragged to an abandoned house, his leg broken, his hands cuffed behind his back, and informed that somewhere in the house are the keys to the cuffs, a medipack, and a gun with one bullet. Also, that he'd better hurry, because there are people coming over.

The Pigman: *fires multiple shots into the air to attract zombies, and leaves. * Fishie Fishie.

And that's just the Zombie mod of the game. Wait until you hear about everything else he's been up to...

"Victor Vector gets punched so hard in the face that the player starts bleeding." Then we looked over and the player was indeed bleeding from his face. 

The PCs are trading fire with a couple soldiers who have us pinned down.
 
Dan: I wait for one of them to stick his head up, and then I pop it off.
 
Attack Roll: 3.  House Ruled to double damage.  Hit Location: 4. Head. Double Damage.  Damage 2d6K Roll: 11.
 
Table: 
 
Dan: I said, 'I wait for one of them to stick his head up, and then I pop it off.'

And my Asks!

HERO System Equipment Guide 6th Edition has been made available via print on demand from One Book Shelf (DriveThroughRPG, RPGNow, and their related websites). So if you never managed to get one of the small number of this title we originally printed, you can pick one up now.
 
Note: This is something of a pilot program by those of us at Hero Games. It doesn't cost a lot to set up many of our titles this way, and we would like to make some currently out-of-print books available. We'll watch for a month or so and see what happens. If we make some money, we'll make it our policy to make books available when we sell through a print run. If we don't, then we won't.
 
"The Management"

Warpath

Joe Terminus holds the power of the Roman God Terminus who some saw as not even a full god, but merely an aspect of Jupiter. That wasn't truly the case back in the day, but Joe will be the first to say that the little guy gets incorporated by the big guys all the time. With his mystic power over boundary markers being of seemingly limited use, Joe carries around a stop sign that he swings as a club that stops anyone it hits in his tracks, and with it (Or other signs) he can create powerful barriers of force (Some are invisible except for very vague dash marks), or force folks to comply as the sign dictates (The time he averted a missile with a 'right turn only' sign is still the stuff of legends!).

The Hero and Villain team names post is now upto date (post 2).
I have to finish editing the hero and villain teams posts so that they are legible and then add the new teams.