Brickbat was born and raised in a nowhere town in a nowhere state so far in the Deep South they still talk about the Civil War like it was yesterday’s news. His momma told him there was only two ways out: sport, or in a box. Johnny Noxx chose sport. He earned his baseball scholarship easily, and life looked rosy. That was until he said the one word the Iron Coach hated more than any other. Johnny said “No.”
“Gunfire, ah thought you ni-… black folks could all run fast!”
“Honey, I’m from New York. We don’t run anywhere. We just walk like we mean it.”
Meanwhile in upstate New York, Casey Chambers was also having problems with words. In her case, the words were “You’re fired!”, and it was the sixth time she’d heard them in as many months. Her anger management classes suggested a little therapeutic firearm practice, and that’s where the word “Fire” took on a whole new meaning.
“Can’t you just let one of ’em get close enough for me to hit ’em? Just one?”
<BLAM> <BLAM> <BLAM> “CAN’T HEAR YOU!”
Refusing the Iron Coach’s “compulsory performance enhancers” meant one thing: being pinned down and strapped to a chair by the rest of the team then having his arm shot with needles while they all cheered on. All for the sake of the team, of course. But the mix o’ drugs they pumped him with that day…. it wasn’t quite right.
“Look at their balls, swing the bat. Look at their balls, swing the bat.” <THWACK!>
“Oh honey that’s gonna leave a mark. On the ceiling.”
The firearms coach told her to hold the gun and funnel everything she’s got into the trigger. All her anger, all her hopes and dreams. Then squeeze. Forty feet away, the target blew into a thousand pieces. Odd thing is, the gun wasn’t even loaded.
“What you running from, Johnny?”
“I broke a gym. And the building. And the baseball team. And the coach. Guess I’m gonna keep running till they catch me. Who you running from, Cass?”
“… Myself, I guess.”
“Damn girl. You’s already caught.”
Dirty little secret: It goes without saying that the evil drug-peddling Iron Coach is after Brickbat so he can replicate the formula, right?
Notes: Brickbat is your typical brick with a bat (hence the name) and Gunfire can shoot bullets of fire with her guns (hence the name). They’re about as stereotypical as can be (a Deep South lummox and a New York sassgirl) but…. I dunno. There’s something about them. Chemistry. Love these two!
For both characters, their weapons (the guns and the bat) are just pieces of equipment that they use as a focus. Brickbat is just as effective a hitter when unarmed and Gunfire doesn’t really need the guns to fire her blasts – the ones she uses are just plastic toy guns as that way she doesn’t need a firearms license and it doesn’t matter if they fall into the wrong hands.
As such, these items don’t influence the points of their powers or abilities.
Brickbat AKA Johnny Noxx, PL8 120pp
Str 30, Dex 16, Con 26, Int 13, Wis 16, Cha 16
Tough +8, Fort +13, Ref +12, Will +9
Attack +8, Defense +8, Init +3
Super-Strength 2 (Thunderclap 40′ Area, DC 18, Heavy Load 3.2 tons)
Handle Animal +6, Notice +7, Profession:Baseball +4, Sense Motive +7, Survival +7
Accurate Attack, All-Out Attack, Improved Block 2, Improved Grapple, Takedown Attack 1
Equipment: Baseball bat
Gunfire AKA Casey Chambers, PL8 120pp
Str 13, Dex 24, Con 13, Int 16, Wis 12, Cha 16
Tough +1/+3, Fort +6, Ref +12, Will +8
Attack +4, Defense +8, Init +7
Blast 8 (200′ DC23, Autofire 2, Improved Range)
Immunity 5 (Fire)
Acrobatics +9, Bluff +5
Acrobatic Bluff, Attack Specialization 1 (Blast), Defensive Roll 2, Jack-of-All-Trades
Equipment: Fake plastic guns
ICONS stats to follow!