MOD (Phantom)

[MOD]

Player Name: Chris
G-Mail: gravedigger.agm@gmail.com
Link to ledger

Character Name: MOD (pronounced: em-OH-dee)
Alias:
Race: Phantom
Alignment: Anarchist
XP Level: 5
XP Points: 22,526xp D&G June 10,2022
Next Level @ XP: 30,001
Sentiments/Corporeals: They're all assholes
Sentiments/Phantoms: They're all assholes
Disposition: Ey's an asshole
Insanities:

• Obsession - Music: MOD has been fascinated by music since ey heard a song for the first time. Ey will be drawn to the sound of music, curious to hear anything new. However, Ey also has very strong opinions, preferring acid house, ambient, drone metal, shoegazer, trip-hop, and v a p o r w a v e in general, but also fond very well put together pop music. Innocuous as it is, M's love of music has stunted eir ability to socialize
• Obsession - Solitude: By and large, MOD is a loner, preferring to spend eir time listening for radio signals in the void of space rather than around others.
• Compulsive Liar: MOD is not actually eir name, it is really three letters ey uses to come up with a series of aliases for the different physical shells ey use around corporeals (see Alias List below). When need be, ey will imbue these physical shells with distinct personalities. Beyond that M lies all the time.

ATTRIBUTES
I.Q.: 16
M.E.: 14
M.A.: 18
P.S.: 0/16
P.P.: 0/17
P.E.: 18
P.B.: 16 (Special)
Speed: 500/15
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PHYSICAL DATA
P.P.E.: 458
M.D.C.: 50/70 (physical shell)
Age: Unknown, but at least 50 years
Sex: Gender is a corporeal concept (preferred pronouns are ey/em/eir)
Height: N/A/Varies but generally around 6'3" if humanoid male and 5'5" if humanoid female
Weight: N/A/225 lbs.
Description: MOD generally stays in eir energy form, appearing as a large orb consisting of a red, white, and blue concentric circle (think the RAF roundel). Ey do not have one preferred physical form, but usually opts for a man or woman dressed in 1960's Savile Row fashion.
Horror Factor: 9
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Racial Abilities
All Forms
Vision: Can see in every possible wavelength from radio to infrared to visible light, to UV; can "read" radio signals as if having a receiver, and detect radiation and most forms of energy, including magic; range 2,000 feet
Energy Beams: 7D6 M.D.; range 500 feet
Limited Mind Reading: 62%; phantoms can read the electrical impulses in organic brains and can scan surface thoughts (whatever the person is thinking at the moment); range 40 feet
Energy Form
Invulnerabilities: All physical attacks (including explosions, bullets, melee attacks, etc.)
Resistances: Energy weapons, magic, magical weapons, and attacks from supernatural creatures do 50% damage
Intangible: Has no physical attributes except for P.E., cannot affect physical objects
Become invisible
Light Generation: equivalent flash light, 1 P.P.E./minute; blinding flash, 30 P.P.E./flash; aura of true sunlight 40 P.P.E/combat round (15 seconds)
Illusions: 10 P.P.E. per foot of height
Shape-shifting
Total Energy Conversion:

• Turn into a light beam and travel at the speed of light; while in this state, the phantom can attack a target as if ey have been shot out of a laser cannon
• Duration: 18 minutes
• P.P.E.: -30
• Damage: target - 1D6x10 M.D.; self - 3d6 M.D.

Can be imprisoned in energy fields; phantom catcher field generators are a thing
Physical Form
The phantom can take on any shape desired, but eir attributes and bonuses remain fixed. All attributes are supernatural, allowing the creature to inflict mega-damage with punches and kicks
Creation time: 1d4 hours of intense concentration
Re-assuming energy form: one melee round

Natural Abilities
Perception: 27%
Charm/Impress: 30%
Invoke Trust/Intimidate: 50%
Max. Encumbrance: 0/225 lbs.
Max. Carrying Weight: 0/320 lbs.
Max. Lifting Weight: 0/640 lbs.
Max. Jumping Ability: N/A/height, 12 feet; distance 24 feet
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Minor Super Abilities
Vocalization

1. Amplify speaking voice: up to a half mile away
2. Speak in a wider range of sound
3. Modulate voice -- 91%
4. Mimic sounds and whistles -- 85%
5. Power of command

Energy Expulsion: Sonic Boom

1. Range: 600 feet
2. Duration: Instantaneous; costs two actions
3. Damage: 3D6 plus there is 74% likelihood the victim is knocked off their feet and backward 2D6 feet
4. Special attack: Blasting an opponent in the head within 10 feet has a 83% chance temporarily deafening opponent; -4 strike, parry, dodge for 2D6 minutes
   

R.C.C. Skills
Mathematics: Basic -- 87%
Radio: Basic -- 82%
Basic Electronics -- 62%
Navigation: Space -- 87%
Astronomy -- 67%
Astrophysics -- 67%

R.C.C. Related Skills
Appraise Goods -- 62%
Computer Operation -- 72%
Language: Trade Four -- 82%
Literacy: Trade Four -- 82%
Lore: Galactic/Alien -- 57%
Mathematics: Advanced -- 72%
Pilot: Robots & Power Armor -- 70%
Pilot: Small Spacecraft: 70%
Robot Combat: Basic
Sensory Equipment -- 57%
Weapons Systems -- 67%
W.P. Heavy M.D. Weapons

Secondary Skills
Electronic Countermeasures -- 52%
Computer Programming -- 40%
Hand to Hand: Basic
Language: Trade One - 72%
Literacy: Trade One - 72%
Navigation: Land -- 54%
Sing -- 45%
W.P. Energy
W.P. Energy Rifles

Combat Data
HTH Type: Basic
Number of Attacks: 5
Initiative Bonus: +4/+1
Strike Bonus: +5/+2
Parry Bonus: +3
Dodge Bonus: +7/+3
Bonus to Roll w/Punch: +1
Bonus to Pull Punch: +1
Bonus to Disarm: +1

Moves

Punch: 1d6 M.D.
Kick: 1d8 M.D.
Power Punch: 2d6 M.D.; two melee attacks
Restrained Punch: 3d6 S.D.C.

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Weapon Proficiencies
W.P. Energy Rifles
W.P. Heavy M.D. Weapons

Saving Throw Bonuses
Coma/Death: 0
Magic (varies): +1
Lethal Poison (14+): +1
Non-Lethal Poison (16+): +1
Insanity (12+):
Psionics (varies): +1
Horror Factor (varies): +4

[MOD]

In Vault 2
NE-AA30 "Space Angel"

Power Armors
NE-AA30 "Space Angel"

M.D.C. by Location:

• *Wings (2): 75 each
• *Space Jet Pack (1; back jets): 120
• *Head: 90
• *Hands (2): 25 each
• Arms (2): 75 each
• Legs (2): 100 each
• Main Body: 250

* Requires a called shot at -4 to strike
Statistical Data:
Running: 50 mph maximum (10% fatigue)
Leaping: 15' high & 20' across (unassisted and with jet pack removed, increased by 30% with running start), 500' high & 2000' across (thruster assisted). Only 6' high and 6' across with Space Jet attached
Flying: Up to Mach 1.5 in atmosphere (x3 in space)
Underwater: Can swim at 4mph, walk on sea or lake floor @ 25% of running speed, and use Space Jet up to 340 mph. Maximum depth 2 miles.
Class: Combat Power Armor and Multi-Flight System
Crew: One
Dimensions: Adds +4" to height (fits between 5-6'10"), 2' width (11' with wings extended), 3' length with Space Jet attached, 328 pounds + Space Jet is 150 pounds (can be detached)
Physical Strength: Robotic and adds +10 to wearer's P.S.
Cargo: None, only what the wearer can carry
Power System: Nuclear, average life 10 years
Weapon Systems:
Missile Launchers (optional)

• Range: Mini-missiles are 1 mile, Short-Range Missiles are 5 miles
• Damage: Any short-range or mini-missile can be used, but standard issue is K-HEX mini (1d4x10 M.D.), short-range missile (2d6x10 M.D.), and plasma (1d6x10 M.D.)
• Rate of Fire: One at a time or volleys of 2/4/6
• Payload: 10 mini-missiles or 6 short-range missiles

Features of Note:

• All standard features common to powered armor (p.271, R:UE)
• Optical suite: Telescopic sight (2 mile range at 10x), passive nightvision (3000'), thermal-imaging (1500')
• Advanced HUD Visor: up to 6 different HUD viewing sections without impairing user's vision
• Integrated Sensor Pad: motion detector and 360' min-radar (10 mile range, x4 in space, 1/2 underwater), provides an additional +3 to initiative, +2 to parry/dodge, +4 to roll, and gives the wearer the chance to dodge all attacks (even behind) provided they are within sensor range
• Rocket Piloting System: Allows even normal humans to fly with the Space Jet at no penalty
• Sound Suppression System: muffles jets, allowing for a relatively silent approach and making the suit difficult to detect (maximum speed while engaged is 100mph)

Modifiers: +3 to dodge at 200 mph+, +10% for high-speed and trick maneuvers
Book Reference: p.47-49, DB8

[MOD]

What came first - the music or the powers? Did I listen to music because it is the source of my powers? Or did I get my powers because I listened to music? It's hard to say. Sure, being inside an amplifier during a My Bloody Quinceniera concert will change the way one sees music. But that's not the type of thing to give one super powers.

Most phantoms are fascinated by light and can amuse themselves by turning into varying patterns of shiny things. I was more interested sounds. I preferred to be a ghost, invisibly floating between a series of satellites and robot operated maintenance ships. Alone, I could listen to the erratic hum of solar winds, the harsh regular thumping of pulsars, the ever louder and then fading creaks of passing comets. One time, I swear that I even heard the Cosmic Forge, a singular sound that felt like the totality of everything and reverberated through every particle in my being. I was content. And whenever I got bored of my location, I'd stowaway on a new ship and find a new part of the galaxy to chill in.

This is how I spent the first 20 - 30 years of my life, it's hard to say exactly how long. But that changed with the first time I heard music. I stumbled onto a Naruni drone cruiser that I thought was unmanned. I settled into a cozy corner in engineering and listened to regular buzzes of robots communicating with each other. A ship full of bots operating together sounds like a perfectly tuned clock; but mixed within that chatter I heard corporeals. I was ready to hop on the first drone it launched but then I heard something new.

Listen, the sounds of space are regular, predictable, and follow the laws of physics; but combined together it is a whole lot of noise that needs to be untangled. There's something gratifying in spotting the distant slow churn of a black hole from all the other cosmic phenomena one can hear. This was different. The sounds were erratic, chaotic, but deliberate. Someone was taking the chaos of random sounds and creating order. It was beautiful.

I was entranced, so I followed the noise to its source and found myself hovering over a bored radio operator broadcasting his music throughout the ship. He had no idea that he would find a fan, but there I was, humming along and putting on a light show. The amateur DJ, went by the name of Cocteau, was surprised at first, but amused he put on another song, and watched me start to react to the hums and beats on the track. There was something about the music that moved me, had me turning into a sparkling pattern of different colors. It was liberating in a way that even the most serene sounds of space could never be.

After a while, Cocteau grew tired, but I wanted more music. So he taught me how to operate a computer - play audio files, browse his library, adjust speaker settings, and read the track listings to find my new favorites. The next morning he taught me about different genres, legendary artists, the components of the perfect three minute pop song, and everything I needed to be a discerning fan of music. Then, when I refused to leave the computer eight straight days, he taught me about the corporeal concept of "personal belongings" - touching on topics such as money, where to buy "my own" holographic personal computer, and why bootlegging concerts is not a crime. He even said he could find me a job at the Naruni space station we were docking in.

As a test subject. Cocteau had a brother named Thompson who worked on energy containment fields for R&D for the Naruni. He made me an offer - he but me in a cell with a containment field, but there was also a sweet sound system. Thompson would test what kinds of fields I could pass through and what I couldn't; if I performed satisfactorily he would let me keep the sound system when they released me. It sounded like a fair offer.

Life as a lab rat was about as exciting as one could expect. At least, Thompson gave me an audio library with over 250,000 tracks and a light interface so I could play music in my energy form. Except that the sound system was on the opposite side of the the containment field. Thompson changed its power level and frequency. I could go through the field when he wanted, I couldn't when he didn't.

Then one day I stumbled on the perfect song. It was like hearing the sound of the Cosmic Forge again. A universal hum resonated through every particle of my being; I don't have a physical body but I understood when Carly Slay crooned about warm blood underneath her skin and her heart pumping. So I flew across the room to put up the volume. Apparently that was a big deal, because the energy field was at max power on a very specific frequency. Based on everything that had happened so far, I should have bounced off the field not glitched through.

A bunch of smythers burst into my room and ran some tests. They talked about something something a perfect junction of energy patterns, and something something unique response to sonic feedback. It sounded boring and technical, so I tuned them out and played the next song. Over the next few days, Thompson grew incredibly despondent and decided to cut me loose abruptly. His executive overseer said that because I had "proven to be a statistical anomaly that produced no relevant data" they were keeping the speaker system.

I buggered off in search of new tunes - some good, some bad, some life changing, some sad. If there was something new to listen to, I was there. I followed the Endless Dead for a few years, watched the Three Iggys break-up concert, I even got to meet Carly Slay. (She's just as totes adorbs in person as she is in her virtual concerts). Occasionally I would work as the light show for a club.

One night, I was doing the lights for ratanoid DJ. It might have been the most turgid and boring set I had ever listened to, so I started to hum along a couple of bars of a Bry-10E tune. Then I thought about its funky baseline, and the clapping percussion, and the next thing I know, I'm playing the synth section myself. I was reproducing music, creating all these different sounds; plus I was a serious improvement on c0rps3f3rr3t. Phantoms are known for known being able to manipulate light, but here I was doing the same thing to sound. It was poetic, I had spent my whole life absorbing it like light, they both nourished me, so naturally I could work with them. I had spent my whole life an alien to my own species, and I had found the root of it all.

I felt the need to explore these and so I started exploring stereos. Literally. I worked my way into amplifiers, woofers, giant speaker towers. I watched the way that their wires carried electrical signals and translated them into different noises. I looked for ways to connect to them an amplify my own abilities (no luck, yet). In fact, I was inside a Mordivex Oscillation Duo (M.O.D.) speaker when I met Nev. He had bought it as part of a new comms system for his ship. He didn't realize this until I decided to change his alarm clock. After he stopped shouting death threats, we struck an agreement. While Dr. Nevyn McLaren is a scientist, he isn't particularly interested in acoustics. He can't help me figure out what are the limits of my sonic powers. But he is giving me a space on his ship to put up some speakers, play my music and figure things out. All I have to do is help him "procure funds".

I think it's going to work out. He doesn't have terrible taste in music, and he's teaching me pirate shanties.

[MOD]

Concept

1. What emotion best describes your character?
   Curiosity. MOD is a creature driven by eir whims and obsessions.
2. What emotion does your character evoke in others?
   That depends on the corporeal. If they are a kindred spirit with good taste in music, they will appreciate MOD for what ey are; if not ey are a pain in the ass.
3. What does your character need most?
   New music
4. What is your character’s goal in life?
   None, really. MOD is a creature of impulse. Ey just wants to listen to new sounds and mess around with corporeals
5. How does your character believe this goal can be accomplished?
   Live eir best life

Background

1. Where did your character come from?
   MOD has spent most of eir life floating around space from ship to ship and space station to station
2. When did your character grow up?
   Eir earliest memory was the first song that ey really listened to; this was maybe 40 years ago
3. What values does your character hold?
   Good music trumps everything
4. How does your character dress?
   MOD typically stays in energy form and appears as a colored orb. However, when ey takes a corporeal form ey will opt for something sharp, bold, and anachronistic
5. What are your character’s means?
   Possessions are for corporeals, except for music databases, speakers, and power armors

Character Details

1. What are your character’s personal tastes?
   Eclectic
2. What are your character’s opinions?
   MOD has strong opinions about music but is otherwise pretty freewheeling
3. What is your character’s comfort zone?
   MOD is happiest alone surrounded by loud noises
4. Who has had the biggest impact on your character’s life?
   Carly Slay; her album E-MO-JI represents the peak of pop music and MOD is a huge fan
5. What are some of your character’s unexpected quirks?
   MOD is erratic by nature (ey is obsessed with new music and acts on impulse), but that makes eir behavior oddly predictable

Play Details

1. What kind of story does your character belong in?
   MOD is a fundamentally alien character that works best in space
2. What role does your character fill?
   In terms of storytelling, MOD works best as a comic relief, either antagonizing other PC's or exploring absurd nooks in the Three Galaxies; as part of a team, MOD can operate sensors and navigate large space craft, and pilot power armors in combat
3. What should the other players know about your character?
   MOD is an agent of chaos
4. What is your play style?
   MOD is an agent of chaos
5. How do you want your character to die?
   More likely, MOD would walk away from a group than die in active duty; but eir death would likely be caused by impulsively dashing into a very dangerous situation

Personality

1. Is the character verbose or stoic?
   Verbose
2. Is the character funny or dour?
   MOD is a smart-ass with a very dry sense of humor
3. Is the character a follower or a leader?
   MOD is definitely not a leader, but ey are a follower in so far as ey are willing to follow anyone. Ey are more of a wild card
4. How does the character react when under pressure?
   MOD will have a quip for any circumstance
5. Does the character volunteer for tasks?
   That depends on eir mood
6. Is the character friendly? To the character's team, to strangers?
   If you're friends with MOD, then you're friends with me; and if you're down with MOD, then you're down with me
7. Does the character offer mercy?
   Sure, why not?
8. Is the character curious and/or adventurous?
   Yes, MOD is curious about most everything, but especially anything related to new music to listen to
9. Is the character prejudiced about anything?
   Fucking corporeals
10. How does the character react to aliens?
    Fucking corporeals
11. How does the character react when the character is the victim of prejudice?
    Fucking corporeals
12. What is the character's passion?
    Music

[MOD]

Machine People, Phantom, & Vacuum Wasps
1. 0,000 - 2,300
2. 2,301 - 4,500
3. 4,501 - 10,000
4. 10,001 - 20,000
5. 20,001 - 30,000
6. 30,001 - 42,000
7. 42,001 - 65,000
8. 65,001 - 85,000
9. 85,001 - 110,000
10. 110,001 - 160,000
11. 160,001 - 210,000
12. 210,001 - 285,000
13. 285,001 - 370,000
14. 370,001 - 450,000
15. 450,001 - 575,000

[MOD]

Level 1
Base attributes: I.Q. 16; M.E. 14; M.A. 18; P.S. 0 (16); P.P. 0 (17); P.E. 18; P.B. 16; Speed 500 (15)
M.D.C.: 50 (Energy form)/70 (Physical shell)
P.P.E.: 418

Level 2
P.P.E.: +10

Level 3
P.P.E.: +10
Secondary skill: Sing
Secondary skill: Computer programming

Level 4
P.P.E.: +10

Level 5
P.P.E.: +10

EP Purchases
Minor Super Power: Vocalization (Level 1)
Minor Super Power: Energy Expulsion Sonic Boom (Level 4)

[MOD]

The Mod/Default
Alias: Marriot Oberton Damon
Also Known As:
Appearance: Skinny Caucasian male with a small round face and cropped ginger hair, often framed by small dark glasses; see Rick Buckler circa In the City
Height: 6'3"
Clothing: Sharp black suit with RAF roundel button on lapel, skinny black tie, Chuck Taylor sneakers; may wear a fur lined parka in cold environments for appearances
Persona: Quiet, surly, and strictly business; used as anonymous front for getting work for the team and general work around the ship
Known Antics: Do you have a job for the Void Reavers? Maybe you want to talk to that guy in the suit on in the cafe on the main drag of Geo, in the Theora System.

Quadrophenia
Alias: None given (yet)
Also Known As:
Appearance: Muscular Caucasian male with a long face and sharp cheek bones; spikey blonde hair is perfectly combed; eyes are concentric blue, white and red circles, like an RAF roundel; see Sting in Quadrophenia
Height: 6'3"
Clothing: Perfectly tailored blue suits, often with pinstripes, ties are either blue or red with a pin or clip; outfits can be accessorized with a gold watch, gold framed glasses, or a gray leather trench coat
Persona: MOD has not set up a defined personality for this physical shell
Known Antics: None

Luther/DJ Driis
Alias: Marius Owen Dennis
Also Known As: Massive Obi Driis
Appearance: A tall, broad-shouldered dark skinned human male in his mid 40's; he has a broad nose, and deep set dark brown brooding eyes that are complimented by a neatly trimmed salt-and-pepper goatee and dark hair in a fade haircut; see Idris Elba in Luther
Height: 6'4"
Clothing: Tweed coats worn over cord sweaters and slacks, occasionally embellished with a scarf or cabbie hat; Driis favors dark and muted tones: blacks and grays, earth tones and hunter green, etc.
Persona: Cocksure, acts like he is clearly the captain of a pirate ship and will take care of business as such
Known Antics: Driis presented himself as the captain of the Kibiko to Horune pirates in the Theora system. He also created crude EDM tracks from samples of broadcasts by rival gangs on Theora Prime; Skrillex it ain't (wait, on second thought...)

The Waif
Alias: Mademoiselle Orsey Ducorp
Also Known As: Milady
Appearance: A slender Caucasian woman in her early to mid 20's; brown to dirty blonde hair that just runs past her shoulders
Height: 5'2
Clothing: Chic 60's European fashion. She favors dresses and mini-dresses in bold prints with the appropriate accessories
Persona: The Mademoiselle will often play the damsel in distress, playing at being innocent and helpless; she will usually speak in a terrible French accent that will make John Cleese sound like Serge Gainsbourg by comparison
Known Antics: The Mademoiselle has acted as liaison with the Cyber-Duke, providing him with updated excuses for why his hovercycles have not yet arrived to the Field of Cloth of God

The Headcase
Alias: Mavis Obviously Deranged
Also Known As: Maeve
Appearance: A skinny pale teenage girl; her platinum blonde hair is shoulder length, usually in a high ponytail, but she shaves the sides revealing what are ostensibly tattooed with concentric blue, white, and red circles in an RAF roundel; brown eyes; black eyeliner and nail polish is applied poorly
Height: 5'5"
Clothing: Goth school girl is the general vibe; her standard outfit is consists of a cropped fuzzy green sweater, black plaid skirt and combat boots; another is a black leather jacket worn over a pale pink ballet slip, also with combat boots
Persona: Deranged, obviously
Known Antics: Mavis presented herself as the captain of the Kibiko to the authorities on Geo, as well as several new recruits.

[MOD]

1. Meeks - Across the Universe
2. The Avalanches - Interstellar Love (feat. Leon Bridges)
3. HOME - Resonance
4. Carly Rae Jepsen - Run Away with Me
5. Blur - Girls & Boys
6. Sun Ra & His Intergalactic Infinity Arkestra - Narrative
7. Boris - Pink
8. Pixies - Broken Face
9. The Pogues - Sea Shanty
10. William Shatner - Common People
11. Charli XCX - claws
12. April March - Garçon Glaçon
13. Air - Alpha Beta Gaga
14. 311 - Beautiful Disaster
15. Tame Impala - Feels Like We Only Go Backwards
16. Kali Uchis - telepatía
17. Carly Rae Jepsen - Solo
18. The Avalanches - The Divine Chord (feat. MGMT & Johnny Marr)
19. Beach house - The Hours
20. Panda Bear - Surfer's Hymn
21. SOFI TUKKER - Drinkee
22. Funkadelic - Wanna Know If It's Good to You
23. No Age - Eraser
24. Martin Solvig - Hello (feat. Dragonette)
25. Olivia Rodrigo - brutal
26. iceage - Catch It
27. Sun Ra - Of Sounds and Something Else
28. Blur - Trimm Trabb
29. The 5.6.7.8.'s - Harlem Shuffle
30. The Jam - Scrape Away