Cowcatcher F A S E R I P Res Pop Ex 20 Ty 6 Ex 20 Ex 20 Gd 10 Ty 6 Ex 20 Gd 10 Sh 0 *off *dex *mgt *res *log *alt *will *mat *pub Rm 30 Ty 6 Ex 20 Gd 10 Ty 6 Gd 10 Rm 30 Ex 20 Sh 0 *def *bal *vgr *sta *mem *awr *pre *$ *sec Gd 10 Ty 6 Ex 20 Rm 30 Ex 20 Pr 4 Gd 10 Ty 6 Sh 0 Health: 66 NH: 72 Karma: 36 MH: 42 Origin: Like most members of the Bullet Sponges, Cowcatcher lacks special powers of any variety, though it would be hard to call him 'normal'. Distressingly strong and physically imposing, he serves as a heavy gunner for the group, carrying inordinately large hardware into the field. Known Powers: (none) Limitations / Enhancements: (none) Equipment: The GE Six-Pak: while it was never mass-produced, the Bullet Sponges convinced GE to assemble several of these weapons for field usage. An XM-214 rotary-barreled machine gun, this weapon is powered by an external battery and comes with several 500 round ammunition drums. Brandishing this monstrosity in battle against the forces of evil, Cowcatcher can fire a short burst of ammunition to inflict Excellent (20) Shooting damage, or fire it continuously to inflict Remarkable (30) Shooting damage. He loves to refer to it as his 'lead chainsaw'. Knife: because he never knows when he'll need to cut something, Cowcatcher always has a serrated blade on his person - even in bed! Made from Remarkable (30) MS materials, Cowcatcher can use it to cut through items of up to like MS, or to inflict Edged Attack damage in melee. Sidearm: though he prefers his Six-Pak, Cowcatcher will readily resort to using his backup piece when necessary. He can discharge one round from this one-handed weapon to inflict Typical (6) Shooting damage, or a three-round burst of such to inflict Good (10) Shooting damage. Smartphones: like most Bullet Sponges, Cowcatcher carries two of these portable supercomputers: one for personal use and a hardened, encrypted model for 'work'. Both can send and receive radio signals within an optimum five miles of his location, doing so with Poor (4) ability. Quirks: Dulled Sense / Hearing: loving the sound of his Six-Pak a bit too much, and not bothering with ear protection as much as he should, Cowcatcher's hearing has taken a hit over the years. He suffers a -2 CS penalty on all hearing-based Intuition ACTIONs he must resolve. Honesty: for someone who works within a top-secret military team, Cowcatcher is remarkably bad at subterfuge. A terrible liar, Cowcatcher must pass a Psyche (will) ACTION at -2 CS before he can convincingly lie, an ACTION he must repeat every turn he continues his dishonesty. Quick Learning: though he looks more brawn than brains, Cowcatcher is nonetheless an apt student. He can master new talents in half the time other people normally would, and receives a twenty-five percent Karma discount when it finally comes to paying for new skills. Sturdiness: make no bones about it, Cowcatcher was born tough. He can take a lot more punishment than is readily apparent, and it looks like he can handle a bunch! He calculates his Negative Health total as if his Endurance was +1 CS higher than is listed above. Talents: Guns: almost always on the range when he isn't in the field or asleep, Cowcatcher is constantly maintaining and refining his gunplay skills. He may fire any standard, semi-automatic, or fully automatic rifle or pistol as if his Agility was +1 CS higher than is listed above. Marksman: a skill he developed after joining the Bullet Sponges, Cowcatcher's ability with line of sight weaponry is something he independently pursued to better help the team. He may add a +1 CS to his Agility on any ACTION called for when wielding such long-range implements. Martial Arts types B and C: a keen hand-to-hand combatant, Cowcatcher is a brutal foe to face in melee. He may add a +1 CS to any ACTION required when striking targets while unarmed, dodging, escaping, grappling, or weaving, which greatly enhances his wrestling prowess. Military / United States: the source of half his skills, Cowcatcher is a man honed by the American armed forces into a killing machine. He can easily function within a fighting unit, as he readily takes and executes orders, though he's not much of a leader just yet. Wrestling: trained since youth to leverage his impressive size and sheer mass against others, Cowcatcher would've been a collegiate wrestler if he hadn't enlisted. He may add a +2 CS to his Strength for the purpose of grappling others, a perk which stacks with his martial arts. Contacts: As a Bullet Sponge, Cowcatcher can readily consider his teammates reliable contacts, as this scrappy group of elite soldiers takes care of their own. He has numerous additional contacts in athletic circles from his time in high school, not to mention several in the military. Costume: As the Bullet Sponges require no standard uniform, Cowcatcher leans into silly action hero tropes for his. It includes an olive drab tank top, green and brown camouflage trousers, black leather boots, a black leather belt, and a large backpack to hold his Six-Pax's battery and bullets. Personality: While many kids who grew up as massive as he did devolved into bullying, Cowcatcher was inspired at a young age to be a better person. He's always used his prodigious strength to help others, to compete athletically, and to make his neighborhood a better place for everyone living there. A quintessentially nice guy despite his violent occupation, Cowcatcher does his best to protect the innocent and to give his all in the fight against evil. And that's no hyperbole, for his time in the military has seen him face off against the absolute worst humanity has to offer! Real Name: Cpl. Morris Bennington Occupation: heavy machine gunner Legal Status: citizen of the United States with no known criminal record Marital Status: single Alias(es), if any: none Group Affiliation: the Bullet Sponges Height: 6' 6" Hair: black Eyes: brown Weight: 330 lbs Other Distinguishing Characteristics: Cowcatcher is huge! While he lacks tattoos or an appreciable amount of scars, he's unmistakably big. He has a very difficult time moving undercover, because he threatens to bulge out of all but the most flexible of ensembles. Story: Morris was graced with uncommon strength as a child, teased for his impressive size by other kids only until it became apparent that he didn't have an ounce of fat on him. But Morris never used that strength against others, due to a formative experience during elementary school. Caught in a freak fire during an after-school activity one day, Morris was cut off from his fellow students when the burning roof caved in on him. Though he thought he was doomed, and even made peace with it, Morris was rescued by the elite firefighter known as 101 Fireproof! Forever changed by this selfless act, Morris was inspired to do right by his community, and was subsequently on his best behavior. He got great grades, he competed in various school sports, and even helped his neighbors around their houses and yards without charging them. An exceptional wrestler thanks to his particular characteristics, Morris had numerous scholarship offers waiting for him, but decided to enlist in the Army instead. College could wait until he was done serving his country, and the military just might help pay for his schooling. Though he only planned a four year hitch in the Army, Morris' plans changed when the elite recruiters for Anti-Terrorist Group Omega caught wind of him. Admiring his character and physical prowess, they offered him a position in their unit, colloquially known as the Bullet Sponges. Happy to do his part, Morris agreed to this, at which point he was given the code name of Cowcatcher. He was then briefed on the inexplicable supernatural threat facing the nation in the form of ABBREVIATION, an occult terrorist organization intent on conquering the world! Though skeptical at first, Morris bought into what the Bullet Sponges were selling him as soon as he saw video footage of several battles waged against the strange, half-golem warriors in ABBREVIATION's employ. He then vowed to more than pull his weight in the conflict with them. Morris now buries himself in training when he isn't active in the field, working to master more weapons and more techniques with which to fight the blatantly evil minions of ABBREVIATION. After all, he wouldn't feel right if he wasn't giving his all to this war against terror. Legal Hoopajoob: I offer my Costumed Adventurer Simulation Engine work under the Creative Commons Attribution license. 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