I miss my old powers

"I never had to hang my head in shame
For puttin' a price tag on my name
Never turned my back on what I believe
Or let my heart be ruled by greed
'Cause buddy if I didn't earn it, I don't want it
That way I can always say, I got it honest"
"I Got It Honest" was written by Tippin/burch/johnson.

About my second year of high school I figured out a way to bypass the fact that part of my long term academic probation.  I had been put on financial restriction for some of the bad things that I was prone to do.  (Remind me to write about why harmless pranks are worse than putting people in comas).  What I did was use the existing ability to pull certain kinds of matter to me in limited quantity.  Shifting it from bringing armor material to precious metal and exotic materials.

This would let me gather 50lbs of material from a 75 mile radius every 3 seconds or so.  Given that gold and other minerals exist in microscopic quantities in soil and sea water, I could sit in one place and go for months without effecting anything.This led me to going to mining school, buying vast tracts of land in the middle of now where, and forming what would become the crown jewel of my achievements (outside of getting Rebbecca to marry me).  I formed my multinational mineral management company Large Mouth Industries.

LMI had offices in Washington State, Canada, India, Qatar, and Brazil.  Within a few short years of starting up I was moving so much cargo that I had to have a teleporter on staff to keep things moving smoothly.

Eventually I did run into a problem cause Savage Dragon didn't like the fact that I was a better wrestler (that's how I chose to remember it) and I got PNG'd from Canada.  So I shut down the portion of the company there and chose to not to business with any company head quartered in Canada.  Then there was the problem with my teleporter being wanted and having to live on the run.  Secure satellite coms are a must in that kind of environment.

Earth 2:

After the space ship mission at some point I started suffering power burn out.  I lost the ability to pull material to me.  I also seem to have lost the ability to adapt to new forms.  

While this was a major point in my story, other than keeping me from selling any more kryptonite to Luthor it was something I could live with.  It just meant restructuring and colapsing some of the reach a lot.  But since I was also running a school it wasn't that big a deal.

Earth 1701:

On this world the ship missing was almost 10 years later. No power loss and even less drama.  I had expanded my use of my abilities to things like vibranium. Nth metal, and cleaning up fallout from nuclear weapons testing.

My skill set had also expanded to advanced metallurgy.  I was pouring both kinds of vibranium, nth metal and adamantium.  These skills would serve me well later.

BNW:

OOC: I've been put on restriction by the GM that I can never again be a big money making machine because the other players think it's cheating some how.