Player's Forum Name: EagleV
Times you can meet for live sessions (PST):
Mon 06:00 - 17:00
Tue 12:00 - 17:00
Wed 12:00 - 17:00
Thu 12:00 - 17:00
Fri 06:00 - 11:00
Sat 00:00 - 17:00
Sun 00:00 - 03:00
Character's Name: Jacob Fletcher
Character's Basic Appearance: Rather small and thin, few early streaks of gray in short, unkempt hazel hair. 30-ish. Rarely looks up. Usually in an Anglo Belgian Corporation shirt, which he has dozens of, and khaki, oil-stained cargo pants.
Character's Class: Conjurer
Character's Background:
There were millions of children like him. Middle-class parents, sheltered life, smart enough to get loaded with compliments, naive enough to let it go to their head. Growing up with the toys that will make them even smarter - chemistry sets, puzzles, enough bright plastic construction materials to last them another childhood. And every single one of these kids is convinced they will be the next Einstein. They will build spaceships. Explore the unknown. Invent medicines or build utopias. Sadly, only one in a billion ever comes close to that goal. And that one lucky young man was not Jacob Fletcher.
Fletcher got stuck at the first bump, so to speak. A deadly combination of laziness and overconfidence that affects all too many students quickly spelled the end of his college career, and he had a first major fallout with his just as disillusioned parents. Many squabbles would follow, too many to forget or get over, too many to act like it was nothing. Jacob moved out the minute he found his first job, selling second-rate electronics at a second-rate electronics store.
He wasn't fit for a salesman though, and for all of his bad sides, he was still smart enough to try and get something better. Something better came along in the form of an opening for a technician at a nearby hardware factory. He passed the intellectual test with relative ease, and the interview barely, and since that day, Jacob has been "that silent tech guy". The years that followed were much like himself: gray, unassuming, bland. His personal life consisted of not much more than rewatching Bill Nye episodes, reading, and solving newspaper puzzles.
It took a time for Jacob to accept that reality, but like all things, it became natural after a while. He managed to climb a few career steps, though nothing major, learned to enjoy the company of a select few others if they didn't stay for too long, he even tried speeddating once. But those precious few fragile constructs collapsed as soon as he discovered his gift.
It was nothing more than a footnote in one of the many semi-scientific library books, but it caught his attention. It invited him to look for it elsewhere, to find out what he could. Even with no significant other and no friends to speak of, it still took him a few months to find some more information. Again, not much. Another two sentences. Just one more piece of the puzzle. But it gave him hope, and he redoubled his efforts.
It took him a few years to piece it all together, but in the end he had it: a formula, a way to open a passage between worlds. Not a large one. Not for long. Just enough to get something trough.
In Character Reply to the Strange Email Above:
Hello,
I would like to thank you for your offer. I do have some questions though.
First of all, suppose anything strange did happen, how would you know? Have you been following me? Tapping my phone? Not that I talked about it mind you.
Second, are you aware that $1700 a week is rather above my paygrade? I wouldn't want to disappoint you by performing, well, less than my pay would imply. Maybe you have the wrong person?
Third, what's the job description? I can not find it on any of the regular job sites.
And finally, are you aware that your mail makes it look like you talk about yourself in third person?
With kind regards,
Jacob Fletcher
Senior Technician
Anglo Belgian Corporation