The user takes a firm grasp of this artifact and lets out a solemn prayer to the Spirit of Film Noir, asking for it's aid in this time of need. Within seconds, their form is crumbling apart, leaving little of them behind but dust.
The user has been transported into the World of Film Noir, the abode of Frank's benefactor. It appears as an almost endless greyscale city, its streets lined with collapsing buildings and tired denizens. Cigarette smoke forms an impenetrable smog around the city, accompanied by an ever-present smooth jazz soundtrack.
Over-exposure to this world can cause adverse various mental effects, often slowly morphing the user's mind into a flanderized mess of Film Noir tropes.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action or Reaction. You must make a Trauma roll when you use this Effect. Its Difficulty cannot be reduced by any means. If you fail or Botch, you receive one Mind Damage and a new Trauma.
You phase out of reality for 1 Round. During this time, you cannot perceive or affect the outside world or take any Actions. You cannot move. Nothing can interact with you in any way.
By fighting in a region’s native style, he begins to understand their language. Every punch exchanged teaches him words, rhythm, and meaning language learned not through study, but through sweat, bruises, and bone.
Exert your Mind and spend one minute.
You may understand and communicate to humans and Sapient beings as if you are fluent in a relevant language for the next hour.
This also includes understanding any recorded communications from the relevant targets, including writings, scent trails, etc.
"I hate those damn monsters, I just have a keen sense of where they are..."
Exert your Mind and spend one minute.
You automatically detect all Alien Monsters within 50 feet of you for the next hour. This includes any who come within range during the duration. You have a sense of how many valid targets are nearby, as well as their distance and direction.
If no Alien Monsters targets are within 50 feet of you, and then one enters range, you automatically detect it, even if this Effect is not active.
Even if there are no Alien Monsters within 50 feet of you, you become aware of the direction the closest one is in, as well as a rough sense of its distance from you.
All Alien Monsters who you can sense are equally able to sense you.
Asha unleashes her inner beast, transforming into an imposing hybrid of human and wolf. Her head reforms into that of a wolf, robbing her of speech but bestowing a maw of deadly fangs. Dark brown, white-patched fur sprouts from her body as it swells with muscle, ripping any tight-fitting clothes. Her eyes turn amber in color and almost seem to glow. There is little humanity in them. While transformed, Asha is impulsive and driven more by instinct than logic.
If Asha is struck by the light of a full or gibbous moon, she is compelled to transform.
Asha is equally afraid of and enthralled with the wolf within. This could ultimately help her! But only if she can figure out to somehow control it.
Exert your Mind and spend a Quick Action.
You transform into a werewolf for 30 minutes. You have access to all of your Powers while you are a werewolf, and you can use your equipment. Your Battle Scars, Injuries, and physical Liabilities are carried over between forms. Reverting from your Alternate Form cannot cause your existing Injuries to kill you. Instead, you remain Incapacitated.
While transformed, your Brawn is increased by 2 and your Dexterity is increased by 2. Your Stress is reduced by 2.
Your alternate form is its own deadly weapon. Unarmed attacks made in your alternate form deal +3 Weapon Damage (instead of the typical -1).
You may end this Effect prematurely as a Free Action.
Your alternate form renders you unable to speak any human language and incapable of fine object manipulation. You can only hold or grasp objects in a crude, clumsy way.
After this Effect ends, you cannot move quicker than a walk (15 feet per Round) for one minute and suffer a -1 dice penalty for an hour.
While transformed, you automatically fail any Mind roll to resist an impulse and suffer -3 dice on all other Mind rolls.
Possession of this Power grants the following Trauma at all times: Whenever you are struck by the light of a full or gibbous moon, you must roll Self-Control to resist transforming. Triggers a max of once per night.
As the Primordial Dough's vessel, Ollie's body serves as the gateway between this world and the land of clay. In moments of need, Ollie can let out a solemn prayer to the Dough Lords, begging for their aid. In their stead, Ollie is supplied with a small garrison of Lesser Claymen, which crawl out of the seams in his flesh.
They appear to be maybe five feet tall at most, with multicolored skin and a surprising softness to them. At will, they can let out a small volley of hardened clay beads akin to birdshot from their bodies to fend off foes.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action.
Summon up to 3 Non-Sapient, Animate Lesser Claymen at your location. They last for two hours or until they move more than 150 feet from you or are destroyed. They are controlled by the GM but will follow any commands you give. You may have at most 3 minions active at a time.
Possession of this Power grants the following Battle Scar: Clayman's Form (Disfigured).
Luciano's burnt hands unconsciously quake with pain and fright as he stares down at the hole in his abdomen that flowers with crimson, reaching into the hip pocket of his Minecraft grass block pants and feeling the stickiness of a honey jar that has been left open in there, and the fresh blood that spills from the burning wound.
Reaching his fingers into the jar, and covering his fingers with the now amberish liquid, Luciano lets out a yelp as he forces himself to push his fingers into the wound, quelling the bleeding with the viscous substance.
And then, The Hive is upon him. A painful buzzing sends needles through his braised nervous system as they form their hexagonal honeycomb in the bullet hole, turning each movement into a limp as he feebly attempts to walk it off.
And then, as quickly as they arrived, they are gone once more. A beehive in miniature spills forth from the wound, pushed out like a splinter and leaving unblemished flesh behind.
Well, relatively unblemished. It had already started off pretty bad after that fire.
A few scant bees still buzz around the jar of honey that Victor gave to him prior to his death. Luci didn't feel that he deserved it after what happened to Victor, but Anthony insisted that he keep it.
He tries to look after the bees by bringing them Sunny D and, if he empties out a little bit of their honey into something else, he'll find the jar replenished, perhaps from the abundance that CiCi's Infinite Pizzabilities brings forth.
Luciano doesn't exactly have any jars of his own, but he occasionally "borrows" some of the little glass containers that the staff here put their incense sticks in, and fills the little jars with honey instead. He likes to call this "reverse-engining", but doesn't really know what that means.
The honey jars smell nice but tastes terrible, mostly because there's still some incense inside the containers when Luciano adds the honey, and he sometimes leaves them open in his pockets.
Use up this re-used incense jar filled with honey (unless you succeed on 1d10, Difficulty 7) and spend 1 minute. Roll 7 dice at Difficulty 6, dice penalties do not apply.
If you succeed, the Injury is reduced in Severity by your Outcome. If you reduce its Severity to 0, the Injury is fully healed. Otherwise, it is partially healed and will heal the rest of the way at its natural rate.
This counts as a successful Makeshift Stabilization if the Injury was not already Stabilized; any Battle Scars caused by the Injury will remain.
After you finish activating this Effect, you cannot move quicker than a walk (max 15 feet per Round) for one minute and suffer a -1 dice penalty for an hour. Exhaustion’s penalty and duration stacks with multiple activations.
By focusing, the Thief may shroud their hands in shadowy tendrils that seek nearby objects like static-charged hairs. They cast themselves across any surface the Thief touches, acting as anchors that allow the Thief to scale even the sheerest walls.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action.
You may move easily and without a roll in any of the following situations. Lasts 2 hours.
The "Reaper" Assault Helmet is the signature piece of the Future Soldier's arsenal. It has a sleek, design and is made of a mysterious matte-metallic alloy. The wearer's face is exposed normally, but when activated, a blue holographic visor flickers to life in front of the eyes. This HUD contains information about the soldier's ammunition and shield status, but more significantly can detect enemy combatants. Anyone nearby who is holding a weapon is painted with a red dot that follows them in real time. This allows the Future Soldier to fire at painted targets in the dark, detect ambushes lurking around corners, and grants an overall tactical advantage.
Expend a point of Battery and spend an Action.
You automatically detect all people wielding weapons within 300 feet of you for the next hour. This includes any who come within range during the duration. You have a sense of how many valid targets are nearby, as well as their distance and direction.
The beastmaster shouts, and their human voice cracks into a deep, bestial roar. Their body swells with muscle, clothes melting into a thick pelt of fur. Seconds later the beastmaster is gone. Standing in their place is a massive grizzly bear.
However, even in human form the beast within remains close to the surface, and the beastmaster finds highly civilized social situations unbearable.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action.
You transform into a brown bear for two hours or until you choose to end the Effect. See the Extended System text for stats.
While transformed, you cannot use any equipment (including Artifacts and Consumables), and you cannot use your Active, Targeted, or Trap Powers. However, you can use your Passive Powers. Any equipment you are wearing transforms with you.
Injuries and Wound Level are carried over between forms. However, transforming can never kill you; you merely remain Incapacitated until your Injuries are sufficiently healed.
Possession of this Power grants the following Trauma at all times: Intolerance for society. When you are in a situation with strict social protocols (like a trial or a formal dinner) roll Self-Control not to enter a flight or fight response.
The Witch wiggles her fingers at her broomstick, and it leaps from the ground with a whoosh of wind. She may then hop on and fly around. It’s so fun, she often finds herself cackling uncontrollably.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action. You must actively and obviously use a broom to activate this Effect. This Effect remains active for two hours.
As long as you are conscious, you are immune to falling Damage and may hover in place mid-air. Additionally, you may glide as you fall, traveling 35 feet horizontally for every 10 feet you fall. While gliding, you fall at a minimum speed of 10 feet per Round.
You may ascend into the air and fly using your mind. Your Free Movement is Mind x5 feet/Round, including vertically. You cannot Dash. When sprinting, roll Mind and add your rating in Mind plus 1 to the outcome, multiply by 5 to find your sprint speed. Your encumbrance limit is 10 lbs per point of Mind.
You are subject to the following effects while gliding or flying:
The time-traveler spins the second hand on one of their watches and speeds up until they are a blur.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action. You must actively and obviously use a watch to activate this Effect.
Lasts 1 minute. Whenever you use your Movement, after all other calculations, the distance you may travel is doubled.
Outside of Combat, any non-Gift, non-movement Actions you attempt take drastically less time to complete, as long as your personal speed is a factor in the Action. Total time reduction is determined by the GM and capped at 90% (executing the Action takes no less than 1/10th the normal time).