::Therianthropy Project: Phase One::
A D20 Modern Game
:: Dossiers ::
δ013 'Kit' Christian Tracy James [Greycat] Homo sapiens jubatus-onca
δ016 Shelly Maury [Yellow13] Homo sapiens cynocephalus
δ019 Alessa Chen [Mew77] Homo sapiens manis
δ011 Michael Johnson [Fenix250] Homo sapiens lotor
δ020 Vasily Kotov [DrNightKOT] Homo sapiens lynx
[retconned away... sad...]δ015 Shaen Wou [Zombeh] Homo Sapien Lupus
δ014 Len Norman
δ012 Darren Andrews
δ010 Stacy Wendel
δ017 Esmeralda Folk
δ018 Nathan Figgs
:: Unit Primary ::
Catherine Raine, Dr. [Blazinvire]
Starting post-secondary education is often a challenge. The cost, adjusting to the difference in expectations, housing, the cost. For many students, that was the major hurdle to be overcome, and even with the assistance of parents they are often still a bit on the needy side. It was why researchers who needed subjects for human clinical trails often found the help they needed among students, who were often quite willing to help.
As it was in this situation. Geis Pharmaceuticals. One of the rising stars in the industry recently got the approval to begin the human trials of an experimental drug to improve the overall vitality of the recipient. To be as attractive as possible, not only did they offer a stipend, but also housing and food for the duration of the trial, as well as credits to there degree. Quite the attractive deal for only having to endure a few injections a day and a series of physical tests.
Of course, it is never that easy. Geis was a true company. And they really did study manners in which to improved the body. And they found a way. The human genome is a massive thing, and there is a mind boggling amount of information stored in that molecule. Redundancies, intricacies and sequences that have so much in common with other genetic relatives. Almost complete strains from other mammals. It didn't take long for someone to pose the question; could those animal traits be expressed in humans?
Welcome to the Therianthropy Project.
we use the D20 rules for this game, and starting at lvl 2.
Your occupation is student.
The die rolls for ability scores will be using the standard method; 4d6, take highest 3.
Your Strain is limited to mammals only.
Aside from picking your strain, you don't need to worry about anything else about that strain for now. If you like, you can go look for a picture of an anthro of your strain.
We will be using Mythweavers for sheets, and Invisible Castle for die rolls.
These two links are helpful for players new and old:
Source material: http://www.scratchfactory.com/ModernSRD/Home.php
Level one: 2d4 + [Bonus from occupation] + [+1 Bonus from profession if you have 1-4 ranks, +2 if you have 5-8, etc]
Level Two: 1d20 + Profession Mod (DC = level one wealth bonus)
The setting in Hamilton, Ontario. I will be taking some liberty with the city, but the basic idea is the same. We will be students at McMaster, though the school side isn't the real focus. The house/Dorm is a 23 Grove street. Hurrah for details.
Layout and rooms:
Dr Catherine serves as an house mother, and over sees the experiments. Their is a third floor, but the there is a locked door at the top of the stairs.
They were at the early student orientation held the month before school was set to start, just one booth among several. They had welcomed them with a smile, and gave them a general idea of what they wanted to do. Run a few tests over several weeks, drawing body samples for testing, give them doses of the treatment each day. In return; housing, food, school credit and money. Those who we interested were asked to fill out the form. A long form, asking everything from family history to medical issues. And after all that, they drew about a pint of blood, stored it away in their portable iceboxes, and thanked them for there time, telling them that those who qualified for the tests would receive a package in the mail detailing the location of the Dorm they would be housed in, as well as the time they were expected to show up.
Kit got his reply in the mail a week after he turned up for the orientation. Shelly got her's too. It was why he was getting out of the car, curbside to the house that was to his home for the next couple of weeks or so. He glanced at his watch before he started pulling his bag out of the trunk. He didn't have much. Just a duffel bag and a backpack, neither new, both cheap. He shrugged an arm through one strap of his backpack, and slipped the strap of the duffel across the other and made his way to the front door. He tried the handle and, finding it unlocked, eased the door open.
"Hello?" he called out to anyone inside.