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A few hours earlier... You saw a lot of things when you spent your life bounding across the forests of an anarchic wasteland. You saw armies of undead caribou marching to sate their unquenchable bloodlust. You saw megalithic christmas-light monuments dedicated to the vampire-hunting prowess of Abraham Lincoln. You saw craters of transfersated jelly doughnuts marking the sites where godlike Epics had battled to the death. But nothing could have prepared Orange Crush for the sight of The Dalles that evening. Flying pigs squealed on the outskirts of town, providing air support to the bloodthirsty pandas retreating though the wreckage of burnt homes and shops. Vanillas ran, screaming, from packs of razor-clawed squirrels. A massive spire of ice was being grown in the center of the city, and he swore he could see bright, sparkly explosions on the far side of town. The chaos... It was beautiful. Crush let his force field raise him higher in the air, examining the town. There was green, flecks of blue, lots of grey, and more than enough red, but not a drop of orange. Good. He'd be instantly recognizable out here. Crush imagined the scores of adoring fans flocking to meet their hero, once he'd made his mark here. He edged himself forwards, hovering over a pack of pandas retreating through the woods. Were there people there? Maybe he'd finally get some groupies this time. He certainly deserved it. Man, I love myself. No Epic could compare with the awesome, unbridled, coolness of Orange Crush. He'd matched his look to the color of his force fields: a blatant, eyebreaking orange. He wore an orange jacket over an orange T-shirt with orange swimming trunks and a pair of shiny orange sunglasses to boot. His hair was dyed- orange, and his Ipod contained no songs that did not contain the word "orange" in the title (did he mention that its case was orange?) Crush knew how to stick with a motif. He stopped a few hundred feet above the pack, and, savoring the coolness of his next move, dissipated the force field, letting himself plummet towards the earth. The wind whipped at his thin clothing. Just before he hit the ground, he set up a bright orange force field below his feet- this time with its back end facing him. Orange Crush was no ordinary force field Epic. Sure, the "front end" of his fields were composed of an ultra-thin, nearly unbreakable material, but the "back end" was a 2-inch thick layer of something he had dubbed "Orange Matter." It absorbed kinetic energy. Objects that hit it, even at high speeds, were almost never hurt. So while the force field crushed the two pandas he'd fallen on into splatters of gore, Crush barely even felt the impact. He grinned to see the wide-eyed, horrified, expressions of the five remaining pandas, then got to work. Crush couldn't have more than one force field up at a time, and he couldn't change the shape of his fields after he cast them, but he could move them. He created a wedge-shaped force field pointed away from his chest, then pushed it forward to cleave through a panda's neck. The poor, cuddly, bear didn't stand a chance. He set up a large force field to shield him from the two panda archers, drawing their bows, and ran at them. Larger fields were difficult to push with his mind, but a quirk of his fields was that they were set up, and moved, relative to his position. As he moved, the field moved with him, pinning the archer pandas against a rock wall and disorienting them just in time for Crush to jump-kick a panda in the head, mind-cleave the other one, then grab the first one's wooden sword and stab it through the heart. He quickly checked if people were watching. Oh, how he hoped people were watching. He sighed, seeing that the only beings in his field of vision were the other two panda samurai. They saluted him by tapping their swords to their foreheads and charged. Crush couldn't cast fields farther than 10 feet away from him, so he waited for the pandas to approach. Just before they hit his range, he cast a new field, just where they were about to step. This one had the back end facing upwards. As the pandas stepped on it, the rebounding force didn't give them enough lift to run, and they fell over. Crush dissipated the field, jumped, and created a new one just below his feet. This one rocketed him towards the sprawling pandas. Crush used the back end of another, larger, force field to absorb his momentum, then made short work of the pandas with his new sword. Crush sniffed, noticing all of the blood that had stained his perfectly orange clothes. Yes, sir. This town was a keeper. Crush could have a lot of fun here. He left the pandas' bodies where they lay and flew off to find some people to impress.

Er... Well, I was thinking that maybe he could, like, make vending machines work without putting any money in or something like that.

I'll admit, I don't really think that Danger Sense adds a whole lot to this guy. I should just give him a really kooky secondary ability instead.

He had the third force field shove him downward, quickly accelerating to maybe 180-200 mph, then cast the fourth force field below his feet just before he hit the guy, accelerating that relative to him as well (perhaps the diagram wasn't so great at showing that.) The fourth field was moving with him, hitting the guy at roughly 200 mph. His feet would have hit the force field after it hit the guy, because it would slow down after exerting force on the target. The field definitely wouldn't have been able to continue into the ground. Yeah, there is a limit to the crushing power. They work the same way as normal objects, so they exert a force equal to (mass x velocity) Let's say that each square foot of force field is... 10 kilograms?

I suppose that would make sense. I was a little confused when she burst through the wall in her last scene, but didn't do the same to the roof she was jumping on earlier in the book. EDIT: Alright. I'm pretty sure I understand the Panda situation pretty well after reading for a few hours. Not sure how to start, though.

I thought that Newton was reflecting all force back onto any object she hits. Shouldn't that create an infinite loop? I figured she could create a literally unstoppable force with that (now we just need to find an immovable object)

Yeah, the front end is the "hard" one, and the back end is the "soft" one. The back end could be thought of as "not exerting an equal and opposite force when pushed upon." Again, it breaks the laws of physics (how would he come to a stop if the reflection of the force of him hitting the field isn't bringing him to rest?) but then again, so does Newton from Babilar (who can bounce across rooftops when she should theoretically be breaking through them instead,) so I'm not too worried about it. The point is: so long as you hit the back end, the force exerted on you from impact usually won't be enough to hurt you seriously. You'd need to be going really fast to get broken bones or something.

Hmm.. even when dealing with organics, the front end simply exerts force as if it were any solid object. I don't think it would really cut unless he shaped it into a wedge (which is something he can do so long as he casts it within a foot of himself.) The back end can't really hurt you unless you hit it with a ton of force (I'm not going to bother with the mathematics of the back end, since it defies the laws of physics anyway) Here's what I imagine his attacks would usually look like, if it helps (rendered in beautiful HD perfection): Note: Have I mentioned wind resistance yet? Let the record show that the fields are affected by wind resistance.

He can only have one up at a time, so the one pushing him would dissipate as soon as he cast the stopping one. I stated that he could have 3 up at a time originally, but then realized that that would mean that he could use one for mobility, one for defense, and one for offense, which would make him nearly impossible to kill. Even 2 would be impossible to kill (aside from Epics that attack telekinetically,) since he could use the fields to move and defend simultaneously

Umm... Well, I was thinking of it just being that he could sense when someone was about to attack him, be it a sniper or a mugger or something. Not, like, Fortuity danger sense. Crush just pushes himself with the front end of the force field. Once he's in motion, the field carries him automatically, since its position and velocity are relative to him. To stop, he sets up a field with its back end facing him, then pushes it towards him. The second field cushions him and stops his motion (honestly, what I think you guys should be worried about is the back end of the fields. It's so versatile. If Crush set up a 20 foot diameter circle around him, with the back end facing up and a hole in the center for him to stand in, people would be unable to run or walk on it because not enough force would be reflected back onto their feet as per Newton's 3rd law. That's one potential use.)

The Dalles Salem Eugene (doesn't exist yet, but what the hey?)

Where in the thread does The Panda first appear?

Gotcha

That sounds like Jain

Sounds great! I pictured him as sort of a beach bum who went around marking his territory with orange spray paint. He's pretty "mellow" unless provoked. He's got a little neighborhood which he considers his, and kills any Epic that tries to mess with him or the people who live there (and pay him taxes, which he uses to buy more orange spray paint)

Well, no, I guess not. It's only 15 pages, though. I could read it. That's the idea I didn't think it was all that complicated!

A 1x1 (1 square foot) Surface Area force field could be moved at 200 miles per hour. A 4x5 (20 square feet) Surface Area force field could be moved at 10 miles per hour. 200 divided by the field's front end surface area

Good question... How about the maximum velocity of the field is 200 miles per hour divided by the surface area of the front end in square feet? Here's a new condition: Force fields are cast and moved relative to his current position. That means that the maximum velocity is relative to his velocity. If Crush was riding in a car, he could cast a 5x4 force field moving at 10 Mph plus his current velocity of 70mph ( I think that's kind of important to establish in fights where he'll be flying)

That's... hmm. I'd say that the force fields have to have surface area of at least 1 square foot on the front end. The front end can be cast in any shape so long as it has the requisite surface area. They can't be cast inside of living matter but can be pushed into it, so he can shoot cleaver-like ones offensively. The farther away the force field is cast from, the less precision he has in shaping it. The "front end" is a 2-dimensional plane that it is practically unbreakable. The 2 inches behind it is a special state of matter made of the air that formerly occupied the space, and absorbs kinetic energy (so, for example, someone trying to run on the back end, well... wouldn't be able to, because the energy of their feet hitting the ground would be absorbed instead of sent back. It can also absorb the shock from falls (maybe up to a hundred feet or so) without sustaining serious injury.

I was thinking that he would be limited to maybe a range of 5-10 feet, and he couldn't change the shape after he casted them, but that he could move them around after casting. He can have 1 up at a time? (I hope this isn't sounding too overpowered) I pictured him being able to fly with them, yeah. (Don't be afraid to shoot me down here. I'm pretty open to change at this point.)

It's a guy whose power is to summon orange forcefields, and so now he's decided that orange is his motif. Orange T-shirt, orange swimming trunks, orange sunglasses (which he never takes off, even to sleep.) He's dyed his hair orange and has an orange Ipod that plays nothing but songs that contain the word "orange" in the title (aside from a small playlist of Heavy Metal music which he plays whenever he goes on a rampage.) He thinks that all of this stuff makes him incredibly awesome.

I'm interested in joining this RPG, even if I have no earthly idea what's going on . I've got an idea for an Epic called "Orange Crush"

Make it an animated series and that could actually work extremely well.

Here's some RP. (Mainem, the Elantrian Guard who thinks he's good at fighting) Mainem yawned. Why did guard duty have to be so boring? Hours upon hours of standing at the Elantris Gate, across from another guard. Nothing ever happened. The Elantrians were too bestial to leave their city, and that meant Mainem never had a chance to show off his spear-wielding skills. He glanced to the right, staring enviously at Kae's marketplace. Those normal people, living their lives with all of that energy... Mainem wished he could be one of them sometimes. Sometimes. But no, Mainem was a warrior at heart. He was needed on The Guard, even if his commanders refused to admit it. His skills with the spear were far superior to those of his so-called comrades. Probably. Plus, his position as a member of the Elantris guard was really good for impressing girls at the local tavern. Those determinations might have carried him through the rest of the morning had the gate not cracked open at that very moment. Mainem's eye's flickered towards the door. Did I just see-? The gate burst open. "Domi's Fire" Mainem cursed, as a shadowy Elantrian barreled towards the marketplace. "Who forgot to lock the gate after the internment ceremony this morning?" The other on-duty guard, Edali, looked at him guiltily. Mainem moved to block the thing. "Whoa there, hotshot, where do you think you're going?" The man tried to edge around him. "Whoa! Hold up! Whoa!" Mainem pulled his side knife from his belt, half-scared, half-excited. The Elantrian paused for a moment, then slowly, eyes wide, began edging away, back into the open gate. Well, thought Mainem, I certainly handled that situation well. Then Edali charged in and rammed his sword into the Elantrian's chest. The beast opened its mouth and screamed. Mainem dropped his knife and grabbed his spear from the wall. Should I use some sort of stance or something? He'd read about stances before, in action novels. Mainem paused, then spread his feet apart and held his spear high above his head. That feels about right. The Elantrian charged at him, Edali's sword still embedded inside of it. The marketplace crowd looked on as the creature bowled over him and ran out into the street. Mainem turned to Edali, cutting his eyes between him and the unlocked gate. One of them would have an excuse to stay back and guard it while the other chased down a feral Elantrian. A quick game of Rao, Opa, Seo later, Mainem was reluctantly chasing the Elantrian across the marketplace. People were giving the creature a wide berth, dodging out of its way as it stumbled its way down the long, straight road that led from Elantris to the center of Kae. Huffing, Mainem followed. Just when Mainem thought he could run no longer (who could be expected to stay in fighting condition after being forced to run a quarter mile in heavy armor?) the Elantrian ducked into an alleyway. Mainem ran in to find the beast with its back against the far wall, carefully pulling the sword out of itself. A look of despair crossed its face as it realized Mainem had trapped it. Darn right. Let's start this off with a little bit of showy spearmanship to put the beast on the defensive. Mainem spun the spear around, tossing it from hand to hand, twirling it like a baton, passing it from one hand to the other behind his back. He tapped the spearhead against the ground and then crisply planted the butt of it against the ground at a perfect ninety-degree angle. Top that, Mainem thought proudly. He had practiced that maneuver for hours at home. The Elantrian looked confused. It edged forward desperately, clutching Edali's sword. Here we go, thought Mainem. Suddenly, the creature cried out in pain and fell over, mumbling. Mainem warily walked over and examined it. The creature had stepped on a loose nail and become Hoed. Mainem sighed in relief and, whistling, tossed the beast over his shoulder. Time to take it to the cremation pyres He glanced around to see if anyone had been watching. If anyone asks, I used my spear-jitsu to wear it down and then bashed it over the head.