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[GiglameshDespair]

What of my sheet, Mr Vacio?

[Vacio]

What of my sheet, Mr Vacio?

I'm not sure if you did it on purpose but your description only has your real name, and not how you look, otherwise it is good. Also I'll pm you about your power.

[Spiderking50]

Hey I updated my sheet. Can you take a look at it and tell me what you think?

[Playergamer]

Spoiler: Eric Boyd (click to show/hide)

Name: "Eric. Eric Boyd."
Description: "Six-two, brown hair, gray eyes. 42 years old. White. I don't exactly have a usual outfit, whatever the job needs. I wear a vest most of the time. Never know in this hellhole. Besides that, I've got a few scars, the usual."
Personality: "Well, I've been called a lot of things. Wise-ass. Nosey. Depressing. Comes with the job, don't you think? *chuckle* But, they ain't wrong. I don't like people, and, in my line of work, if you don't go into it hating humanity, you come out that way."

Bio: "It all started with my dad, I suppose. He was a beat cop in a big city. A real city, not this hellhole. Had a wife, kids. Then one day, he took a few bullets. Died a hero, they say. I think the "died" part is the most important, don't you agree? My dear mom tried her hardest to raise us right, and I like to think it worked, at least on me. I joined the force as soon as I could, following in dad's footsteps. Didn't take me long to realize I wasn't fit out for being a cop, though. The entire job's just paperwork, nothing interesting. After a while, I quit, making everybody there a little happier, and figured I could become a private detective."

"Turns out, being a private eye isn't that great. Almost all of my "cases" were middle-aged guys who thought their wife was cheating on them, or vice-versa. It paid well, but the hassle with the cops, and the legal trouble? Not worth it. Eventually, I moved out to this hellhole, figuring my skills would be useful in a city this bereft of cops. Didn't take long for me to realize the gangs paid better, and soon I was staking out rival drug houses, houses of gang members, and the police. Man, I loved it. Turns out, gangsters don't care if you use an illegal bug or break into somebody's house to get information. It was all the "real" detective work I ever wanted, without all the hassle. Eventually, though, I got caught red-handed breaking into the house of a mob boss for a few spreadsheets. The cops gave me some slack, since the burglary gave them an excuse to get inside the house and arrest the guy, but they still arrested me on burglary, and tied all the other things I'd done to me. That's how I got here. Question is how I get out."

Goal: "Clean up all of my loose ends, get out of this failed city, and find some place that I can retire without being shot by crooks. If I don't take this as an opportunity to get out, I don't think I'll ever convince myself to leave."

Combat Skills: 1 Hand-to-hand "I've thrown more then my fair share of punches in my life. A lot of people don't like us dicks."
1 Revolver "I always carry a piece, just in case something goes down. Revolvers are pretty stylish, and when you hit something, it goes down. Nothing more you can ask for."

Non-Combat Skills: 2 Spot "I notice just about everything that's going on around me, most of the time. Good skill to have when you're a private eye. Every little detail counts."
1 Surveillance "I've got more bugs then a swamp. I use bugs for everything, from investigating some guy's mistress to looking into a murder."
1 Persuasion "I've talked with every kind of person, rich and poor, young and old, cop and crook. This job doesn't give you a lot of faith in humanity, but it makes you great at talking to people."

Power: "I like to call it the Knack. It's intuition, most people would say, but it feels like more then that. Whenever I'm looking around, this little birdie whispers in my ear where to look. When I'm looking through an empty building, it tells me if I'm going to find a body around the corner or a gun. You know, that sort of thing. Everybody has it, but I think I've got a much more..active version of it."

((Sorry for the wall of blue text. Also, "four replies have been posted while you were typing."))

[Vacio]

Hey I updated my sheet. Can you take a look at it and tell me what you think?

Ok, it is good, just making sure you know it happened about 34 years ago so your character is around the early 50's. I'll pm drawbacks to your ability.

Edit 1: Yes you can have that color.

[Spiderking50]

Hey I updated my sheet. Can you take a look at it and tell me what you think?

Ok, it is good, just making sure you know it happened about 34 years ago so your character is around the early 50's. I'll pm drawbacks to your ability.

Edit 1: Yes you can have that color.

Oh, that makes a difference. I think my character is going to be the son of the character described above. Try to cut that age down some. If that's ok. I plan on not really changing anything else.

[Vacio]

Hey I updated my sheet. Can you take a look at it and tell me what you think?

Ok, it is good, just making sure you know it happened about 34 years ago so your character is around the early 50's. I'll pm drawbacks to your ability.

Edit 1: Yes you can have that color.

Oh, that makes a difference. I think my character is going to be the son of the character described above. Try to cut that age down some. If that's ok. I plan on not really changing anything else.

Or you could have been expose to Miasma during an experiment gone awry in college this last few year. If you want to be the son make the changes to your sheet so reflect that.

[Vacio]

Spoiler: Eric Boyd (click to show/hide)

Name: "Eric. Eric Boyd."
Description: "Six-two, brown hair, gray eyes. 42 years old. White. I don't exactly have a usual outfit, whatever the job needs. I wear a vest most of the time. Never know in this hellhole. Besides that, I've got a few scars, the usual."
Personality: "Well, I've been called a lot of things. Wise-ass. Nosey. Depressing. Comes with the job, don't you think? *chuckle* But, they ain't wrong. I don't like people, and, in my line of work, if you don't go into it hating humanity, you come out that way."

Bio: "It all started with my dad, I suppose. He was a beat cop in a big city. A real city, not this hellhole. Had a wife, kids. Then one day, he took a few bullets. Died a hero, they say. I think the "died" part is the most important, don't you agree? My dear mom tried her hardest to raise us right, and I like to think it worked, at least on me. I joined the force as soon as I could, following in dad's footsteps. Didn't take me long to realize I wasn't fit out for being a cop, though. The entire job's just paperwork, nothing interesting. After a while, I quit, making everybody there a little happier, and figured I could become a private detective."

"Turns out, being a private eye isn't that great. Almost all of my "cases" were middle-aged guys who thought their wife was cheating on them, or vice-versa. It paid well, but the hassle with the cops, and the legal trouble? Not worth it. Eventually, I moved out to this hellhole, figuring my skills would be useful in a city this bereft of cops. Didn't take long for me to realize the gangs paid better, and soon I was staking out rival drug houses, houses of gang members, and the police. Man, I loved it. Turns out, gangsters don't care if you use an illegal bug or break into somebody's house to get information. It was all the "real" detective work I ever wanted, without all the hassle. Eventually, though, I got caught red-handed breaking into the house of a mob boss for a few spreadsheets. The cops gave me some slack, since the burglary gave them an excuse to get inside the house and arrest the guy, but they still arrested me on burglary, and tied all the other things I'd done to me. That's how I got here. Question is how I get out."

Goal: "Clean up all of my loose ends, get out of this failed city, and find some place that I can retire without being shot by crooks. If I don't take this as an opportunity to get out, I don't think I'll ever convince myself to leave."

Combat Skills: 1 Hand-to-hand "I've thrown more then my fair share of punches in my life. A lot of people don't like us dicks."
1 Revolver "I always carry a piece, just in case something goes down. Revolvers are pretty stylish, and when you hit something, it goes down. Nothing more you can ask for."

Non-Combat Skills: 2 Spot "I notice just about everything that's going on around me, most of the time. Good skill to have when you're a private eye. Every little detail counts."
1 Surveillance "I've got more bugs then a swamp. I use bugs for everything, from investigating some guy's mistress to looking into a murder."
1 Persuasion "I've talked with every kind of person, rich and poor, young and old, cop and crook. This job doesn't give you a lot of faith in humanity, but it makes you great at talking to people."

Power: "I like to call it the Knack. It's intuition, most people would say, but it feels like more then that. Whenever I'm looking around, this little birdie whispers in my ear where to look. When I'm looking through an empty building, it tells me if I'm going to find a body around the corner or a gun. You know, that sort of thing. Everybody has it, but I think I've got a much more..active version of it."

((Sorry for the wall of blue text. Also, "four replies have been posted while you were typing."))

I do not see any problems, I'll pm about power.

[Vacio]

For those I have accepted make sure to check the first page for current players and stats, some of you will start with some equipment due to your skill set, not much but better than nothing.

[Spiderking50]

Hey I updated my sheet. Can you take a look at it and tell me what you think?

Ok, it is good, just making sure you know it happened about 34 years ago so your character is around the early 50's. I'll pm drawbacks to your ability.

Edit 1: Yes you can have that color.

Oh, that makes a difference. I think my character is going to be the son of the character described above. Try to cut that age down some. If that's ok. I plan on not really changing anything else.

Or you could have been expose to Miasma during an experiment gone awry in college this last few year. If you want to be the son make the changes to your sheet so reflect that.

That sounds good. Miasma incident at the college. Updating it now. Updated.

[kj1225]

So is my sheet fine?

[Vacio]

So is my sheet fine?

Your sheet fine no problems there, I'm waiting for Kevak's sheet as there are 3 slot's left and 4 people that I have to choose from but if Kevak doesn't post your automatically in unless more start posting.

Edit 1: This will not start until tomorrow anyways, 11am-12:30pm  Est. Time

[~Neri]

Mine'll be up shortly.

[~Neri]

Name: ".. I think it was Kiv? Or Perhaps It's Kit. It's blurry. Hard to remember.. I'll use Kiv. For now."

Description: Kiv/Kit for the most part, look like a normal human female, however the skin is somewhat abnormally pale, the teeth seem a little more like fangs then would be normal and the nails are almost claws. They do have an abnormal number of scars on their body, many of them medical scars. When Kiv is awake, the eyes are a deep purple. When Kit is awake, the eyes are a brilliant green. They are about 5'7 in height, rather lean, and somewhat more muscled then the average human female. They look like they could use something to eat. Borderline underweight. Biologically the body is in its 17's.

Personality. Kiv is ponderous. He thinks probably a bit too much about whatever he does. He fancies himself somewhat of a philosopher. Or at least he once did. Kiv used to be a geneticist, primarily working with the various parasites that began to crop up when the Miasma began. He went through quite a number of test subjects before the.. Incident.

Kit is a relatively feisty juvenile delinquent. Or at least she was. She's impulsive and volatile, this got her into a number of fights prior to the Incident. Although the experience from those fights kept her alive on the streets.

Bio: Kiv was a relatively well behaved child, originally he took an interest in computers, he dabbled in hacking for a short while before anatomy caught his interest. Then he became curious as to what made people tick. Which led him to genetics. He's always had a fascination for parasites and was hired by a corporation researching just that. His work gradually became increasingly immoral, although he didn't mind, he was fascinated. And then the Incident happened. He now is somehow displaced within another's body, sharing both a brain and a craving for flesh. He can see his old body. It's quite dead. The skull seemingly chewed through and much of the brain gone. He stares at it with a somewhat morbid fascination.

Kit grew up an orphan. Alone and abandoned, she made her way through years of poverty through petty theft, breaking and entering, and rarely pickpocketing. At around age 15, she was acquired by a corporation as a test subject.  She had no say in the matter. Two years passed, painful medical experiments and surgeries. Implants, removal of said implants. Then, everything artificial was removed. Weeks passed, she recovered from the numerous surgeries. Only one experiment was done during that time. An injection. Another week and things began to get odd. It started with hunger pains. Then a ravenous appetite. And then, as a scientist entered the room to bring her her meal. Everything went red. And then black. Consciousness flares. Although Something or Someone else is in control.

Goal: Existence, learning, and science for Kiv, Fun, control, and food for Kit. Kit's a bit of a sadist. Kiv does not approve.

((Basically, Kiv got his brain eaten by Kit, due to the excess of biomass, The eaten parts of Kiv's brain mutated into part of Kit's upper chest and lung due to a surplus of biomass consumed soon after. They share a body effectively. Kiv doesn't remember all the skills from his carrier due to structural damage to brain. Control state shifts between the two at random. Feel free to roll for it whenever the shit you want~))

Combat skills:

Unarmed 1 (Kit Only.)
Improvised Weaponry 1 (Kit Only.)

Noncombat Skills:

Genetics 2 (Kiv Only.)
Lockpicking 1 (Kit Only.)
Hacking 1 (Kiv Only)

(Optional) Power: Sapient Zombie. Specifics probably will be discussed in pm.

[Vacio]

Haha! That is hilarious, sucks to be Kit... I'll pm about the power!