Chris Goodwin

The big thing that HERO does it that it's all about a set of reused building blocks and modifiers.  Once I know what Drain, RKA, Blast, Armor Piercing, AoE, and Autofire do individually, I know what any combination of them do because their meanings don't change.  There's a finite pool of things to learn, and a much smaller pool of things that come up frequently.  Once I know them, I know them. 
Contrast this with things like D&D, where every feat, spell, magic item, and monster ability is a brand new and totally unique thing.  No amount of playing in a cleric-less party will let me the player pick up what cleric spells do.  The instant a new monster comes out, the GM has that many new things to learn and keep track of.  So on and so forth, with each new splat or module pushing the rules larger. 
HERO might seem complex at first (it is) but as soon as you're over the hump, you're a master since it really is all in the core book(s). 

I am reminded of Stanislaw Lem's tale of "Altruizine" from The Cyberiad. More directly of Isaac Asimov's "The Endochronic Properties of Resublimated Thiotimoline," but as a fable it reminds me of Lem.
 
Not often that game stuff reminds me of Lem. Well done.
 
Dean Shomshak

Here's a bunch of stuff from my 2600CE campaign, hope you enjoy it. 
 
The Remains of Doxxis Prima

Generally regarded as the greatest scientific failure in the history of the galaxy, Doxxis was the first (we think) planet to perfect Chronotropic Matter.

Chronotropic Matter, once created, exists in all times, past and present, spiraling backward through history as if it had always existed. Rememberer Nora Lenderbee travelled quite by accident to Doxxis on a site-seer cruise and was nearly struck down by what she saw.

The entire planet, and several worlds beyond Doxxis, were in complete ruin. They had created an inclined plinth of Chronotron-doped marble and placed a similarly doped book, written in their oldest language, of all their terribly impressive technology. This book, they reasoned, would allow their ancient ancestors to craft no end of modern technology and conquer the universe.

They used the technology to blow themselves up repeatedly. Small stellar empires would rise around Doxxis, only to be wiped out in mere months. Now, in the altered timeline, Doxxis and her ruined child-worlds roll on through the black, a testament to invention without ethics.

The Doxians themselves are only known from the illustrations in the book, and what few records and skeletons survived their repeated failures. If any remain at large, they are likely the last of their kind. 

As a running joke in my 2600CE game there are 37 planets named Argos. I don't know how or why it started. I think I mentioned two entirely different worlds and a player called me on it. I hastily improvised a stupid story about prankster astrocartographers, bored pioneers, and some fairly shoddy interstellar communication. It stuck.

Ah--
 
the bump jogged my memory: this one was from years and years ago.
 
Had a player with a DNPC elderly grandmother.  As GM, it was left to me to do the write-up for "Nana."  Typical elderly person with a sharp mind and failing body, with a minor super-power:
 
Nana had a feel for traffic.  Born of her long years of practice and patience, she always knew just which line to stand in at the market, and just when you should switch lanes-- and to which one-- on the way to and from the market, periodically even when to take a different route entirely.
 
It stopped short of being a "useful" power, but was a lot of fun to just "do" during secret ID scenarios.  I whipped that gag along for nearly two years-- Nana saying "no; not that one, Dear; go to number two: he looks like he's paying with cash!"  and "you see poor condition of that car?  And the dent in the rear fender when he passed us?  He's not a careful driver, Dear.  Move over another lane, so we don't get caught up with him...."
 
And of course, periodic noticing that Nana had given sage advice: the lane you were headed for features a teenaged boy trying to figure out who to write a check while arguing about his coupon" or "you ease past the logjam in the two rightmost lanes, and see that same little blue Datsun T-boned into a squad car..."
 
It took about two years-- Nana happened to be nearby when the heroes had to evacuate their base while being chased by the mastermind of the current arc-- of course they're all out-of-costume, attempting to blend in, blah-blah--- 
 
Nana's creeping by in her car; the heroes' jump in-- Let me drive, Nana; it's an emergency!  These are my friends and we're in trouble!"
 
Weird chase scene ensues, during which-- thanks to much advice from Nana-- they actually manage to completely lose their pursuer all while driving a thirty-year-old Caddy and half the posted speed limit.
 
David has a snap, breaks character, and stares me in the eyes, his own bugging with revelation:  "It's a goddamned super power, isn't it?!"
 
The others bugged eyes for a minute, and suddenly everyone was rolling.
 
 
Man, that was a flash from the stone ages, right there....
 
 
 
Duke
 

If all your combat is at close range, then melee weapons are perhaps relevant, while long-arm range weapons may be at a disadvantage.  If the engagements always open at 500 meters separation or more, melee weapons are pretty much dead weight.

And you just can't hand out tetanus with a blaster, no matter what condition it's in.....
 
 

Swords never run out of ammunition.  Guns need a long modern supply train.  
 
You can maintain a sword with a rock, a cloth, and some oil.  Guns need more.  If you're field-stripping your gun, in the field, don't lose one of those tiny springs...
 
If your gun stops working, it turns into a club, which is worse than a sword.  
 
IRL, until very recently the US military still practiced with small swords attached to the ends of their guns, just in case.  Many people think they shouldn't have stopped.  And those were still slightly inferior to a real sword.   The US military also still trains its officers to use swords. 
 

I doubt that the sheer awesomeness of this alone will ever be matched.  Well done!

I doubt that the sheer awesomeness of this alone will ever be matched.  Well done!

Hex-Wolf
“Look at him, walking off into the triple sunset of Mirathon, Las Culverin on his shoulder and quantum-bandolier across his chest. The Curse-Blade of Theelis Narr on his hip. Hex-Wolf goes to face the Sand Worm King. He goes to his death this day. Death or Glory. Probably death….”
The Legendary Fighter Hex-Wolf has amassed victories uncounted, and his deeds burn bright across the galaxy. His culture adores him, and his enemies admire him, even while they seek his death. It is said that he has died a thousand and one times and returned to defend the defenseless a thousand times. He is the Endless Hero.
One theory floated on the galacti-web is that he is, in fact, several heroes, a secret society that races to the aid of those who cannot resist the forces of evil in the galaxy. 
I saw him once on Skaphulax Icks. 
You know of the monstrous Scolopendra Titanicus. It is a centipede the size of a moon-bus. Touching one of these with a bare hand is death. Literally, touch it and you are gone. With these things spread around the galaxy I bear hope that those Krysalys Machines are more than a rumor.
Growing up to twenty feet in length, S. titanicus is the most awesome last thing you’ll ever see. They have surprisingly simple minds, and are immune to Psionic Powers that target the mind. We were accompanied by Mystic Adora Randor, and her powers were put to the test one terrible day.
We were tracking one of these on that cursed planet for research and possible retail purposes when the thing doubled back and upset the mono-carriage, spilling us to the forest floor. Mystic Adora blasted at the thing, pouring untold power through her pineal gland and inflicting pain that must surely have flared in the Astral like a supernova. She collapsed in exhaustion after just three Phases. Thank Qwes she was not so badly burned out that she couldn't take Recoveries. With a flick of his wrist, Hex-Wolf tossed a Hex Grenade at her, englobing her in a six-sided bastion of energy.
The carriage’s grav-plates flared in a vain attempt to get us level again, as the beast chewed a huge Pakadar guard in half and set its eyes on me. Frozen in fear, I could only watch as Hex-Wolf leapt on the beast’s back like aid unlooked for and drove the Curse-Blade of Theelis Narr deep into the monster.  I watched in awe as Legend and Monster did battle, recalling the dragon-slayers of old. In place of Excalibur, there was the Curse-Blade, no lance did he bear but a Las Culverin. The rumors were true; he was a mighty hero. As he rained down terror and catastrophe on the beast I could but cry in adulation and marketing potential. At last he turned to me and in a voice like distant thunder asked if I was okay. I could barely reply in the affirmative.
After the battle, I attempted to harvest the thing’s poison glands (definitely for retail purposes, I was kind of low on research funding). Working as carefully as I was able, my usually skillful hands fumbled the Terror-Glottis and Hex-Wolf carried me back to the settlement. Paralyzed, I served as a hat rack in the Pasha’s Court of Most Perverse Delight.  I was stiff for weeks.
Hex-Wolf.hdc

Thanks! He's certainly an ethically challenged individual. Pleet will do any for research funding, and then do anything with research funding. 

I don't know.
 
I'm having a barrel of laughs with it.    I'm also really enjoying the writing style and character flaws of your "author."  
 
 

Life in the Galaxy
A dissertation by Dr. Pleet Roodlepleen (Note: degree revoked by the bastards at Rasalhague University Department of Fringe Theory Suppression, Peer-Review Redaction, and Notion-Squashing)
 
A Lifetime’s Journey
I have wandered the galaxy for decades, gathering information on life in all of its varied forms. In this volume, I present my abbreviated findings on some of the Milky Way’s most interesting creatures and races. These species have showed themselves to be unique in all of the galaxy, as is to be expected from life that arose in many different times, across many different planets.
The great majority of lifeforms are native and thus unique to one world, having evolved there and finding themselves either too comfortable or stupid to take to the stars. But some creatures are found on many worlds simultaneously. This is likely due to several causes:
Panspermia: Life can travel by accidental means. Carried into space as debris from asteroid impacts, for example. In this way, DNA from one world can be deposited on another, even an uninhabitable world might be made livable by the microscopic travelers from another planet.
Invasive Species: Many races unknowingly spread life by merely travelling from world to world in adventuring, commerce and military conquest. The best example of these being gwids, gnarsters, polyvores and velocibugs.
Star Seeds: At some point in the deep past, the genetic material of some unknown world was sealed away in a great vacuum-proof pod, and launched at a distant star. Upon impact, the terrible thing opened and the original life forms grew and multiplied taking over the native ecosystem. Upon reaching dominance, a massive Star Launcher appears, each with a Star Seed at its tip. At some unguessable signal, the seed would be launched into space, to infect another world with life comprised of the origin world and genetic material from the conquered planet. Each world a gem in the crown of a long dead civilization.
Forerunner Intervention: These days, superluminal flight enables various mobile species to transplant native life to new worlds across the stars. This is why you see horses and crocodiles (and horsodiles) on almost every Human world. The Forerunners deposited many races on several worlds in this fashion. Xenohumans are one of these such cases. Human populations were spread across the galaxy and left to adapt or die under the evolutionary pressure of their new home.  
In my time as a student of the galaxy (a school that cannot kick you out over trumped up charges of questionable theories or intellectually criminal acts), I have come to understand many things about life,
For example:
·         All evolutionary paths are struggles between reproduction and death. ·         Fitness is acquired over time; individual generations have little difference in fitness from one to the other. ·         Life is always searching for a new home, a new source of food. ·         Happiness is not on the menu. ·         Stay away from anything with more than about 300 Character Points. Classification
Classification is a broad-use term for overall metabolic and lifestyle features. It encompasses many variables and there will be subtle shadings between classifications.
Amphibians
Amphibians are a transitional state between fishes and reptiles, some find this state very comfortable and stick around for tens of millions of years.
Typically, these animals and sophonts mirror their evolutionary past; laying eggs in water. The young spend some time as swimmers, extracting oxygen from water as fish do. As they mature, their gills often atrophy as their lungs develop. During this time, they may lose many of their aquatic features and quite a few friends. Changes, you know.
Some amphibians never return to the water. Others, such as the highly-social Wet Lunchers of Malabar/Hlevakha are land dwelling but take all meals, business meetings and religious observances while submerged. They are unique among sophonts, having developed waterproof paper before fire.
They can be variously carnivorous, herbivorous or omnivorous as food supply, evolutionary demand, and local lunch specials vary.
Obviously, they prefer wet environments such as jungles, swamps, marshes, beaches, shorelines, riverbanks and the shallower sorts of oceans.
Aquatics
Broadly speaking, aquatics are defined as non-mammalian form of life that breathes while submerged in water (or other liquids). They cannot survive outside this environment for long.
The very primitive Jawfish of Mondrian/Tyers dies instantly if removed from water. If placed back in the water within an hour, it will reanimate. Left out too long, and you might as well break out some white wine. So tasty.
They generally have streamlined forms, scales, fins and tails. They reproduce by egg-laying and post-fertilization. They can get mean when defending their egg deposits.
Fully aquatic sophonts are rare but the Ooshali of Malabar/Ayn al-Basha are a notable exception. Their coral cathedrals are a big tourist attraction.
Avians
Avians are defined here as flight-capable creatures and their non-flying descendants, such as the Riding Birds of Bhadrachalam/Babanango.
They frequently construct nests in hard to reach locales, making them easy to defend.
They tend to be flyers but many have lost this ability. If they can fly, they are usually slow and awkward on the ground. Ground-dwelling avians are typically fast.
They can be found in all terrains.
Archosaurs are thought to be an intermediary form between reptiles and avians. This is borne out in the observation of the Lizard Birds of Vloon Hypax, or the fact that dinosaur tastes like chicken.
Bacteria
Very rarely, a bacterial species will grow beyond the limit of instincts and evolve a sort of simulated intelligence. As cognition in these species requires spinning up RNA fragments and reading them out like molecular telegraph tape, they can be slow to respond, and often communicate in ways likely foreign to other kinds of life.
These creatures have structures, not organs. They move via cilia or flagella, and consume by engulfing their prey.
The blob-like Xhaosia communicate by “spraying” a kind of quick-fading dye on the interior of their cell wall. Talking to them is akin to reading, or posting messages on a forum.
They are quite adept at graffiti. 
Codonts
Codonts are weblife and exist only as computer software. It could be argued that they have a physical existence in the form of hardware and peripherals. They are, however, generally able to move from one machine to another. It is more accurate to say that electronics is their environment, rather than their body.
The most well-known Codont is the terrorist Element Vertigo. E attacks nodes of the Citizen Benefits System when e can. E once deprived Outpost 14 of clothing for weeks in what became known as the Blue Jean Apocalypse. Bastard.
They are hard to pin down, being but software. Once identified, ey need to be dealt with quickly.
Some Codonts are of stellar intelligence.  The Oculax Matter Rustler is a pirate lord in Ophiuchus, capable of controlling a thousand starships at once. E incarnates in all of the ships of e’s fleet simultaneously, ensuring loyalty and efficiency from e’s crews.
Codonts are written as AIs, following all the rules for such beasties.
Crystallines
Crystalline life is defined as silicoid creatures, many of whom are both psionic and sessile. At very low temperatures, crystalline life can be mobile. The most well-known crystalline creatures are the Sand Towers of Bellagamba/Masada. Early on, the Sand Towers declared war on the colony and began using various forms of Mental Blast on everyone.
However, Sand Tower minds are so different from that of Humans that the Mental Blasts only caused bad dreams and a few psychotic incidents. Once a treaty was negotiated by the low-temp lawyer Frozen Barrister 23, they ceased the attacks. Now the Sand Towers broadcast dream-based entertainment to those colonists who subscribe to the psi-casts.
Crystalline creatures are very long-lived (centuries longer than carbon-based life) but they are vulnerable to sonic attacks. Jimmy Dupree once sneezed and killed 4 sanitation workers on Snowball.
Fungals
Fungals are rare (except on Bisporus, where they are dominant). They are a weird classification somewhere between plants and animal life.
Often existing as colonies of specialized fungi, many can reproduce through fission. Many are sessile but the Spore Singers are a notable exception; they are almost always on vacation.
Their biology and mental processes are quite alien and like crystals, frequently have psionic powers that are incompatible with human minds. When fungals can affect a human, the result is often not what either expected.
The Myco-Bandit Oozebourne’s mind blasts manifests in humans as an equally-effective wave of nausea.
Insects
Adaptive and resilient, the only thing more common in the Galaxy is stupidity.
From the swarming Skitters to the ubiquitous Avorax, insects are everywhere. They exist at all levels of intelligence, from simple bugs to constructed insect-o-droids and transcendent forms like the Semi-Psiont Overbug Chorus found swarming around KIC8462852.
Typically, they exist in a caste structure, with Queens and consorts at the top, soldiers and drones at the bottom. They are almost always covered in chitin or some analogous substance.
As insects climb the “chain of being” they will exhibit tendencies toward hive minds and then veer off suddenly. Some species never develop caste systems or groupthink, while others keep this for hundreds of millions of years.
Mammals
Mammals are widespread, intelligent and social creatures. In Terran life, mammals are distinguished from reptiles and birds by the possession of a neocortex (a region of the brain), hair, three middle ear bones and mammary glands. The mammalian brain regulates body temperature and the circulatory system, including the four-chambered heart.
Galaxy-wide, they are the third most common classification. Mammals breed relatively fast, only outpaced by insectoid races.
A subset of mammals are the Xenohumans, snatched from Earth at various times by the Benefactors, they have adapted to many worlds, eventually joining together as the Xenohuman Alliance. Many of them claim Earth as their home, but just as many reject the notion altogether, stating they have nothing to do with Terran culture.
Oozoids
A type of life with fashionably variable surface tension and high morphological potential, the Oozoids are a rare classification. Their organs float in a soup of paracrine signaling fluid, they are able to discorporate and maintain cohesion via epithelial bonding. They reproduce by budding, spore release or fusion. All of which are kind of nausea-inducing.
To be honest, I just made all of that up. I have no idea how they function or evolve.
Plants
Plant life is broadly similar to fungal life but mobile and sophont forms are even rarer. The Leshey, a client race of the Aurorans are most common, followed by the Flowering but those guys are a nearly extinct race of traders and philosophers, while the Leshey appear to be a growing population.
Plants have come many evolutionary hurdles, walking being the worst. For eons, plants were sessile lifeforms, occasionally a crinoid or slime mold would evolve locomotion, only to be driven to extinction by predators who like stuff that moved.
Also, many creatures like salad.   
Psionts
Psionts are a newly discovered form of life. Being disembodied intelligence, they took a while for us to find them. Once we did uncover their existence, we sort of wanted to lose them again.
They have no physical forms, do not interact with matter at all. It is unknown how they evolve, consume or excrete.
Reptiles
Reptiles are a transition between amphibians and mammals and are the second most common type of sophont life after insects.
The reptilian mentality seems constant across the galaxy. Eat, reproduce and spend as much time either lying about or killing things.
One group stands out however; the Wayfaring Naysayers of Umbrage III have taken it upon themselves to disagree. With everyone.
They do not seem to take note of theory, practice, application, position, scientific rigor, predictive power, or social norms.    
They have their lack of outlook and damn anyone who disagrees (which is, of course, everyone).
Vacuum Dwellers
Vacuum life may be entirely artificial. Adaption to an airless, high-radiation environment isn’t something you learn. There are interesting self-replicating molecules on the airless asteroid 16547 Fengus in the Galafaxa Minor system. Or there were, I had an unfortunate thruster malfunction and seemed to have eradicated the lot of them.

Reticulax Repulsoids
The Reticulax Repulsoids have only cartilage analogs and hate holding them together. Morphologically similar to armored 4-armed snakes, they are actually a form of evolved spite.
They care for nothing and no one. They are immune to pain.
I had dealings with a group of Repulsoids while working at Research-o-Rama. The Bloody Moon sect had informed me of a cache of "scientific equipment" stored in a disused shuttle bay in the jungles of Praxima II.
Quickly assembling a crack team from the University Inebriax Burger Bar and Gyration Dome, we set out to recover the gear. We found the shuttle bay with a Repulsoid landing craft inside. While I set up the distress beacon and rigged it for hot stand-by, my study group entered the ship. The shooting started almost immediately.
I ran farther away to get a wide angled view of the conflict and to avoid stray blaster fire.
Several of my associates fled the ship, one of them engulfed in flames. The Repulsoids followed, cutting them down easily. The aliens went about their work with cold efficiency, no sign of strong emotion, hesitation or mercy.
Never did recover that gear, however.
Reticulax Reqpulsoids.pdf

The Bestiary will also have NPCs. The point of view on these might shift away from Pleet and to a more GM-Focused perspective on what the character is in reality. Is that sensible, or should we see everyone through Pleet's skewed vision? Here's an example, using more of that CCVVC name pattern I'm so fond of. Frankly, while this type of entry is more useful, I don't think it's as funny. 
 
EDIT: Should we keep Pleet's viewpoint and let the character sheet speak for itself? In this case, you'd have Pleet remark on his successes, then read the Telepathy construct in the HDC. It would be left to the reader to make the connection (like I did with the Apogeans).
 
Advizor Zeldofar Anyxian Kleep
“Such a way with words this one. Where now your words, Advizor Kleep? Where now your quotes and persuasions? What verbal techniques will you wield to prevent me from landing my Grag-Galors on Phreldar, your beloved home world?”
“Glad you asked…”
Diplomats smooth over fractures between cultures, troweling in honeyed words to lower tensions and ensure both sides win, or at least not realize that they’ve lost.
Advizor Kleep is one of the Union’s star negotiators. His laser-focused skills could probably convince a raging Zagulax to not only stop blasting super hot bio-plasma around the pitch, but convince it to warm your tea afterward.
He has a secret worth telling.
Kleep is a telepath. His mind can build a bridge for lies to tramp across, sneak into the folds of another brain, and set up camp. The longer he keeps talking, the deeper the lies entrench themselves until they coat the target’s brain like cheese on a pizza.
After a time, his target will either relent or become violent. That’s where the diplomatic immunity comes in. If it can’t get him extricated, Union Barrister Clarity Smoot can usually spring him. She swoops in (usually on an actual hover bike), files some paperwork you’ve never heard of and makes the headlines in place of Kleep. He resents her, but finds her useful for the time being.
His ambitions range far, but he knows better than to use his powers to rise too quickly. His next step is the Union Executive Council. He’ll serve there until he perceives the time is right.
Presently, the Union is headed up by the Lo-AI Very Large Brain PARVATI. Unsure of whether his power would work on a machine, he bides his time and does as she requests.
Advizor Kleep.hdc

With good reason.  Your stuff is fantastic! 

I was seeing it starting at the title, and the writing style only reinforced it.  
 
Just as I was thinking about the Hooloovoo I got to the Gnaulhad... 

Oops! I said that already, didn't I? 
 
Chris, thanks. You have always been a supporter of mine from way back in Ravenna's early days. 

It's like reading a new edition of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

All you have to do is take a look at the 4e cover art and title for Dark Champions: Heroes of Vengeance and its primary focus becomes pretty evident. Its 1993 publication date also plants it firmly in the era of "dark roleplaying" (or, as we used to call it around Gencon in those years, "dork roleplaying"), in which most of the established RPG genres all saw "dark" variants emerge in the wake of the unexpected popularity of Vampire: the Masquerade. Dark Champions was Champions (i.e., comic book heroes) turned "dark and gritty", it wasn't Danger International updated for 4e.

Remember, the GM has to okay the character first.  Just because the rules say you can do something doesn't mean that a GM will allow it in their game.  
 
The point of Multiform isn't to be able to get "free points" (he says, glaring at his 1986 self).  It's to have a way to be able to switch into multiple forms and to have a way to appropriately charge points to do that.  There are a number of warnings to and safeguards from the GM that go into using Multiform.  

Thank you for this post.  Many of my past gaming groups have had a number of women in them.  They would be turned off by such posts.  +50% of the population is women and many of them don't game ... Yet... The above two posts are not helpful to the community or the industry as a whole.

My supers universe is filled with these:
 
Characters (NPCs) with a power or two who are _not_ "super heroes" or "super villains," but just people.
 
Honestly, I _had_ to do it.  I mean, i introduced it as a minor, once-in-a-while background gag, just to test the waters, but I was surprised at the reaction of the players: it just made so much sense to them!  I was shocked.  Like me, they figured for every one guy who got ten different powers, there were probably three or four who got one or two powers.  For every person who go some awesome movement or combat or clairvoyance power, there were likely a few who got "see in the dark, period."
 
I have no idea whatsoever how to write them up in 6e in a way that won't result in nine different discussions about what I did right or wrong, so let me just give you the basic idea of two of the still-present (and strangely popular) of these characters:
 
Steven "The Step" Stephenson (real name Jordan Piper) has the singular ability to survive a fall from any height.   That's it.  Even if he lands at terminal velocity and falls flat onto a field of high-density concrete, he'll be fine.  This does _not_ mean he can survive being hit by a car doing 50.  His amazing invulnerability only applies to falls.  He currently supports himself as a highly-demanded stuntman in the movie industry.
 
 
Danica Manning (real name Danica Manning):  Duplication.  She has become so used to being twelve people that it's rare to find her fully combined.  Currently, she supports herself as six lab assistants (mostly in the "super science" type fields), attends college where she is currently working on four different degrees (three duplicates) to go with the ones she already has. She is also dating a couple of guys, and is living a life of absolute leisure, doing whatever strikes her fancy.  When she needs to rest, the more worried, frazzled, or tired duplicates will merge for a few days with the "permanent vacation" duplicate, re-align themselves psychically, intellectually, and spiritually, and then go back to work.  Though sometimes it's not always the same one going back to the same place (nor does it really matter, so long as she has recently combined with the appropriate one).  This neat trick has given her an undeserved reputation for infinite patience.     She respects those with powers who decide to put on costumes and put their lives on the line, but in equal measure she finds the entire idea unbelievably stupid.
 
As she is does not age unless all of her is combined into one form, she expects to enjoy a long working life (with eleven retirement plans!    ), she's pretty confident that she's working toward a very, _very_ comfortable "middle age" that she plans to extend for as long as possible.
 
She's slightly sarcastic, (very slightly), almost monotone when at work, and -- well, she's not exactly anti-social; it's just that sometimes she is more company than she cares to have.    She can be bribed with a small sack of chocolate-covered mayonnaise balls from Truck's Tacos.
 
 
 
There are many, _many_ more, but for some reason, with every supers group I run, those two keep coming up as fan favorites.

Not to rain too much on the parade here...
 
Those last two posts are SUPER sexist. The easily parsed message from between those lines is a) wives should provide more snacks for their husbands and b) hot women are something to snack on. It's like everything you were afraid of seeing in the Man-Cave RPG Den on full display.
 
Do we really want HERO Games (and this community... and the RPG...) construed as the misogynist haven of RPG-land?
 
Here in the 21st century we also don't put naked pin-ups in the locker-room or slap our female co-workers on the hiney as a form of "good morning". I suggest we update our perspective.
 
Sincerely.