PowerLeveler
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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LOOKING FOR ERP
@PowerLeveler is looking for ERP in a bad way. He especially enjoys whispers from vampires, catgirls, and anime enthusiasts. Same-sex OK too. Furries a plus.
Origin
The hero known as the PowerLeveler was, naturally, not always known by that name. Originally a white-collar worker by the name of Tristan Lowell, he made his living as a rescue worker for the obtuse and occasionally non-euclidean office buildings that are a mainstay of the city, guiding lost workers to safety. During one such rescue he-
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Oh, to hell with it. The PowerLeveler is a blatantly obvious FotM build designed to get as many enemies in one place before setting them all on fire, letting anyone on his team soak up massive amounts of XP for minimal effort. Because there's nothing quite like paying fifteen dollars a month to have someone else play the game for you. After all, if it's good enough for PvP addicts, rich Filipinos and Korean gold farmers, it's good enough for us, right?
I mean, I suppose I could try and cook up a backstory that would weave him into the delicate tapestry that is the Virtue mythos, but come on, the guy's called The PowerLeveler! How are you supposed to explain a name like that while still keeping the fourth wall at least partly intact?
Regardless, there is an in-character explanation for what happened to him after the sudden and nigh-arbitrary decision to leave all the dumpsters in Paragon City full all the time after Statesman's decree that luring dozens of Freakshow into them before setting them all on fire was deplorable and unheroic (as compared to, say, recruiting American citizens into a private mercenary army with a 75% fatality rate and attempting to overthrow the government of a foreign nation, or doing the same sort of dumpster thing when you're covered with spikes and a living conduit of darkness): The Powers That Be dragged him bodily into Hell to repent for his retroactive crimes. Unfortunately, as Behemoth farmers can attest, nothing from Hell is immune to fire. After herding and burning several hundred of its minions, the Non-Denominational Representative of Evil got fed up and cast his soul out of Hell, where it manifested in the Rogue Isles as The Ghost of Powerleveler.
Personality
PL is (or was) bitter and cynical, with a very low opinion of his fellow heroes. Then again, you would be too if you couldn't go through Atlas Park without having a small mob form behind you expecting you to get them to 50 in the span of twenty minutes. His surly attitude probably doesn't seem much better when you factor in his odd local accent (e.g., "you" to "u," "are" to "r," and "unpleasant chaps" to "fukin nubs"), either.
Powers
Ice Patch
While PL can do all sorts of fun tricks involving ice, such as punching people with ice, hitting them with swords made with ice and hitting several people at once with swords of ice, all of that pales in comparison to his ability to turn the ground in a five foot radius around him into an impossibly slippery patch of ice.
Burn
Similarly, while PL can create and withstand temperatures hot enough to melt bullets and disrupt laser beams, cauterize his own wounds and bring himself back from the dead in a blazing inferno, all those are afterthoughts compared to his ability to set the ground in a five foot radius around him on fire.
Ice Patch + Burn
Amazingly, he can do both at once. Why the ice does not melt and put out the fire is a mystery that may never be explained, but what we do know is that people can't run out of a localized inferno when they keep losing their footing and that localized infernos with no traction make people burn incredibly quickly.
Abilities
Really, Really Good at Insulting People
You don't get a small army of criminals to follow you into a burning metal box and stay there because of your charming personality, now do you?
Trivia
- Statesman's decree that burning criminals in dumpsters was taboo was probably motivated by jealousy that PL did his job better than he could ever hope to.
Add some stuff, u fukin nubs.