Whoa, I didn't think I'd need to defend my assessment of Armada as B-list rather than A.
A couple of misstatements there, though, Necratoid. First, you talk of him wielding "several hundred" objects at the same time. My description, however, said:
Further, I neglected to work it out, but there's a limit to his radius of control. If he accidentally moves one of his "fleet" outside that radius, the object falls to the ground. There's a limit to how much weight he can lift, although that one's tricky because it isn't cumulative. That is, his power can't lift any object that he's not physically strong enough to pick up and carry with his muscles -- but if he can lift such an object, he can telekinetically lift a hundred-plus objects each of the same weight all at once, and moving objects by his telekinesis isn't anywhere near as tiring as carrying them by muscle. I'll come back to that later.
"Can't move these objects with any more speed or force than could be imparted by his muscles." He's in fairly good shape, but not super-strong. If he bodily picked up a Browning M2 .50 machinegun with a hundred-round belt of ammunition, he'd probably be able to stagger along at a very slow pace. If he uses his power to pick up one or more M2s, he can move them through the air at about the same speed that he'd be able to walk while physically carrying a single one. Also, and I didn't make this properly clear before, I'm talking about moving them relative to the Earth, not to him. When it's time for the getaway, either he stows the heavier objects on a getaway vehicle or abandons them, because his power won't let things keep up with an automobile, unless the object is so light that he could throw it faster than the car is moving. He has to move slowly, ponderously, if he's advancing or retreating with a "fleet" that includes objects of more than maybe fifty or sixty kilograms.
Another thing: If people who can absorb lots of impacts get in the way of these orbits and disrupt them, sooner or later these distractions add up and cause him to lose control of the whole schmear. Ashes, ashes, all fall down. Remember, the first part of "usual takedown" I mentioned was getting swarmed by a lot of cops. Ordinary cops, maybe wearing body armor. Most of his objects won't hit you any harder than a normal man can swing a baseball bat.
Note that some of the people most interested in recruiting him would want him not as a gun for hire but as a glorified stevedore, because if he isn't concerned with defense, then he could be using his power to, for instance, waft a hundred or so twelve-kilo bars of gold into their getaway vehicle in the same amount of time that any other man without super-strength could carry one. (I'm sure he could physically pick up more than twelve kilograms at a time, but his telekinesis can't treat a stack of, say, three bars as a single object unless they've been actually fastened together somehow.)
Whew!
ETA: Clarifying something (I hope)
-----
Big Brother is watching you. And damn, you are so bloody BORING.
A couple of misstatements there, though, Necratoid. First, you talk of him wielding "several hundred" objects at the same time. My description, however, said:
Quote:... as many as a hundred, possibly more -- at once. With more-than-human multi-tasking ability, can keep most of them not only hovering but performing fairly simple maneuvers while he (she?) does something more complex with one or two others. Can't move these objects with any more speed or force than could be imparted by his/her muscles...By "as many as a hundred, possibly more" I meant maybe something like five to ten more than a hundred. Also, most of them can only be performing "fairly simple maneuvers"; it's not like they have independent targeting. I more-or-less envisioned him having a bunch of blunt objects -- bricks, baseball bats, something like that -- orbiting behind him and to his sides, to make targeting him difficult for snipers. Their orbits would actually each be quite regular and simple, but several simple orbits layered in a way that looks complex from the outside and makes it hard to get a good shot at Armada. He can pull something out of one of these orbits without disturbing the others and use it to strike at enemies, but only at somebody he's got a visual on -- he doesn't have some kind of radar sense of where other things are relative to the objects he's controlling. He can't aim guns in all directions and zap anybody who looks at him cross-eyed, because he can only aim where he can see. He could point guns in all directions and spray what he hopes is suppressive fire.
Further, I neglected to work it out, but there's a limit to his radius of control. If he accidentally moves one of his "fleet" outside that radius, the object falls to the ground. There's a limit to how much weight he can lift, although that one's tricky because it isn't cumulative. That is, his power can't lift any object that he's not physically strong enough to pick up and carry with his muscles -- but if he can lift such an object, he can telekinetically lift a hundred-plus objects each of the same weight all at once, and moving objects by his telekinesis isn't anywhere near as tiring as carrying them by muscle. I'll come back to that later.
"Can't move these objects with any more speed or force than could be imparted by his muscles." He's in fairly good shape, but not super-strong. If he bodily picked up a Browning M2 .50 machinegun with a hundred-round belt of ammunition, he'd probably be able to stagger along at a very slow pace. If he uses his power to pick up one or more M2s, he can move them through the air at about the same speed that he'd be able to walk while physically carrying a single one. Also, and I didn't make this properly clear before, I'm talking about moving them relative to the Earth, not to him. When it's time for the getaway, either he stows the heavier objects on a getaway vehicle or abandons them, because his power won't let things keep up with an automobile, unless the object is so light that he could throw it faster than the car is moving. He has to move slowly, ponderously, if he's advancing or retreating with a "fleet" that includes objects of more than maybe fifty or sixty kilograms.
Another thing: If people who can absorb lots of impacts get in the way of these orbits and disrupt them, sooner or later these distractions add up and cause him to lose control of the whole schmear. Ashes, ashes, all fall down. Remember, the first part of "usual takedown" I mentioned was getting swarmed by a lot of cops. Ordinary cops, maybe wearing body armor. Most of his objects won't hit you any harder than a normal man can swing a baseball bat.
Note that some of the people most interested in recruiting him would want him not as a gun for hire but as a glorified stevedore, because if he isn't concerned with defense, then he could be using his power to, for instance, waft a hundred or so twelve-kilo bars of gold into their getaway vehicle in the same amount of time that any other man without super-strength could carry one. (I'm sure he could physically pick up more than twelve kilograms at a time, but his telekinesis can't treat a stack of, say, three bars as a single object unless they've been actually fastened together somehow.)
Whew!
ETA: Clarifying something (I hope)
-----
Big Brother is watching you. And damn, you are so bloody BORING.