Champions

If you've played RPGs, you may have played the game Champions at some point. This was (is, actually) an RPG with some interesting twists. For one thing, you built your character based on a pool of points that was not generated by dice rolls. Among the things I recall fondly was that you had to specify both specific advantages (Bruce Wayne very wealthy ...) and disadvantages (Rhas al Ghul is sworn to kill him; he has a milk allergy; etc.) In some cases, again as far as I recall, you could boost your advantages if you took corresponding disadvantages, though the GM couldn't let this get out of hand (he lives in a space fortress in geosynchronous orbit, with enough firepower to destroy the moon, but an entire ancient civilization under the Antarctic ice cap has sworn to destroy him).

Well, anyway, the only point is, I kind of liked Champions.

Since he discovered D&D, E has had the habit of making "a D&D" of anything interesting. For a while this year he went through a Spider-Man phase. So he wanted to do some superhero role-playing. He invented a blob-like character called Rashanga. Here, as best I can reconstruct my transcription of a month or so ago, is he account of his origins.

Saturn -- part asteroid -- hit the Moon -- astronauts come, found smooth black rock -- they put the black stuff in a warm container, and the alien formed. At first he was just blobby stuff that moved all around, he wasn't in the shape of a humanoid. He was born from the warmth, he scared the astronauts at first, he gummed them up, because he was just born. He made them crash into the Hudson River. At first he just tried to climb onto something, and control its mind, but it was an astronaut.

He sees New York as his territory -- when he fights villains, he's really just defending itself from its territory. He can turn his goo into human form. He stays in human form -- only one human knows his secret, a scientist, Doctor Kafka. Only this guy knows his weakness -- infared heat (sic).

He can divide -- keeps the same mind. Even into hundreds! Well, he's never divided into more than six. It's stressful to divide into hundreds.

He has sense glands behind his eyes. When it goes off it shows off a big vantage point of the city, and his eyes glow white. He sees all the normal people as orange and the bad guys as green. He glow purple (?) Shows the most dangerous bad guy first ...

So there. Like reconstructing a Spanish ship's log. But this old manuscript suggests my son is more inventive than I am. :-)