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Name Victor Nrina
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Description: He's tallish. Dark spiky hair. Blue eyes. Pointed nose, sharp jaw. Has a little mouthbeard, and his eyebrows are very defined. Slim body, with the hands of a piano player and fingernails that seem manicured.

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Suggested Power: His power lets him intuitively know how to break things; he knows instinctively how to punch someone in the arm and completely shatter all the bones in their arm, or whack a boulder in a certain spot with another rock to make the boulder split in half. It also makes the things he hits slightly more likely to break, or gives them a weak point he can then target. Essentially, Thinker X, Breaker (I think?) X, focusing on both knowing how to break things and being able to break things he normally wouldn't be able to such as a concrete pillar or a car.
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I'll let GWG fiddle with my suggested power if necessary, then complete it.

((I have a trigger event in mind (unless it turns out you can't create powers like I thought), I just need verification that I'm not derping and being OP.))

Goddamn useless flesh. Should be reformed. Given armor and reenforced. Blood flow directed to vital areas. Muscle fibres thickened...

Theorize on how to improve squishy flesh.

Tip: The GM will usually follow the intent, rather than the letter, of your turn.

(oh great, now I have stasis dementia)

Here's the thing, cheese grater, by the time you ride that elevator back up and go meandering toward the hanger door with your box of alien fluff balls there's gonna be a storm of metal and lasers raining down all over that place. So, I'm gonna assume your character is gonna exercise a modicum of self preservation and Not walk straight into that. Instead he's gonna stay down on the surface and wait for all the bodies to hit the floor, like a bad 90's flash animation.

Pancaek holds the wall above the gangway as long as he can, his teammates returning fire through the quickly accumulating barrier of kinetically drained gauss shells. Finally, as he feels his mental strength begin to wane, he focuses the last of it for one, final action. Stopping bullets like this, over such a wide area, is hard. But giving them a bit of a kinetic kick backwards? Thats simple.

Pankcaek thrusts his hands forward and the invisible barrier flexes inward for an instant before exploding outward. Hundreds of fist sized metal projectiles rocket back into the building like the innumerable shrapnel blades of some great frag grenade. The remaining glass of the windows, the metal dividers between each level, the concrete of the floors themselves, it all wilts and shatters beneath the barrage, cloaking the area around the gangway and windows in a thick haze of pulverized concrete. The shooting doesn't completely stop, but it gets damn close.

Pancaek staggers back behind cover and falls down.

"Bullet postage invalid. Return to sender."