Sunset
(Felicia
‘Fifi’ Phillipe)
PL 6 (90 pp)
Abilities: Str 24, Dex 16, Con
24, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 12
[42 pp]
Attack: Melee +4, Ranged +4 [8 pp]
Defense: +2 (+1 flat-footed) [4 pp]
Initiative: +3
Damage +8 hand to hand
Saves: Toughness +10 (+8 flat-footed), Fort +7, Ref +4,
Will +1 [1 pp]
Skills: Acrobatics 4 (+7), Bluff 1 (+2), Climb 1 (+8),
Concentration 0 (+1), Diplomacy 0 (+1), Disguise 0 (+1), Drive 1 (+4), Escape
Artist 0 (+3), Gather Information 0 (+1), Handle Animal 0 (+1), Intimidate 2
(+3), Language (English, native), Notice 5 (+6), Search 0 (+2), Sense Motive 0
(+1), Stealth 2 (+5), Survival 0 (+1), Swim 0 (+7) [4 pp, 16 ranks in skills]
Feats: All-Out Attack, Defensive Roll 2, Instant Stand,
Power Attack, Takedown Attack 1, Trance, Uncanny Dodge (mental awareness)
[8 pp]
Powers:
Flight 2 (25 MPH), [4]
Protection 1, [1]
Strike 1 (Extra: Autofire
1, Power Feat: Mighty,
Alternate Power – Strike 1 (Extra: Area (burst),
Power Feat: Mighty)), [11]
Super-Strength 2, [4]
Super-Senses 3 (awareness (mental), darkvision) [3]
[23 pp]
Abilities 42 + Combat 12 + Saves 1 + Skills 4 + Feats 8
+ Powers 23 = 90 pp
Felicia grew up in New Orleans, and while her father made
an attempt to teach her about her Haitian heritage, she would have none of it,
whole-heartedly embracing all things American, and refusing to learn anything
about ‘that place you left behind.’
Growing up mulatto in a racially divisive school district
‘Licia ended up getting into her share of fights,
from one side claiming she was ‘uppity’ and from the other claiming she was an
‘oreo.’ The name ‘Fifi’
started out as a mocking insult, and yet she quickly adopted it as a badge of
pride, stomping the crap out of her worst tormentors, and yet somehow never
quite getting caught. She had always been stronger than normal, and her father
seemed to know and anticipate this development, and prepared her to keep these
traits a secret. He tried to explain it to her, but words like Papa Doc and Tonton Macout crossed his lips
and she lost interest, recognizing that it had something to do with ‘that other
place.’
She found a place where her unusual strength could be
useful, but not suspicious, in gymnastics, and was a common sight at various
self-defense dojos, where she went through the
motions, so that she could conceal her superhuman strength and resilience
behind a façade of skill and ‘using her opponent’s strength against him’ or
‘rolling with the force of the blow.’
It was a visit by Siren that led to her ‘discovery,’
which, it turns out was arranged by her father, who hoped to find in Siren the
sort of teaching that he couldn’t provide for his super-powered child, who was
rapidly growing far beyond his skills to control, and whom he feared would
become nothing more than a super-powered bully, without better guidance than he
was providing. Siren did not recognize the source of her powers at first, and
was deeply troubled after discussing the situation with Felicia’s father and
finding out the truth of the matter. Siren arranged for Felicia to be enrolled
at
Felicia knows that there have been closed-doors meetings
about her, and that people like Siren, a living legend, said to even be a
goddess in the flesh, seem *scared* of her. She’s not sure what to make of
that. Lots of people are stronger. Lots of people are tougher. Just about
*everybody* seems to do something cooler, like turn to acid, or summon up fiery
eagles, or disintegrate stuff with a harsh word, or turn people into action
figures.
Still, Felicia has decided not to worry about it. She's in
amazing shape, with no signs of her superhuman strength, just a lean taut gymnasts physique, and the easy confidence of someone who
knows that nobody can messs with her and expect to
walk away. She keeps her hair cut short, a buzz-cut really, because she's never
felt like taking care of it, and similarly avoids makeup or nail polish or
other 'girly stuff,' as she's worked hard at convincing herself that she's not
really interested in that sort of thing (rather than admit her private fear
that dressing herself up would be too much like putting lipstick on a pig,
since she's not happy with her appearance at all, thinking that she's too
muscular, or too dark, or too white, or too *something* to explain why she
can't just have friends like everybody else...). It's become a sort of
self-fulfilling prophecy, as she plays the 'I don't need anybody' card and
pushes potential friends away, and increasingly she finds herself on the
sidelines watching everyone else living the sort of life that she insists
doesn't interest her.
She’s learned how to fight, and that’s what she does well.
It’s about all her powers are good for, unlike some of her team-mates who can
heal people or shield people or even levitate them out of danger. She’s taken
to wearing a full-body costume and mask, concealing her identity, and taken the
‘superhero’ name of Sunset, liking to say corny things like, “Lights out!” or
“Night-night!” just before she clobbers someone. (She went briefly through
Nemesis, Denial and Dusk, before settling on Sunset. Her costume has remained
steady, however.)