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Woke up Christmas night and there was Santa glaring at me from the door. At least I think it was Santa. We had a marine neighbor, or maybe it was dad? Only neither one had a beard.
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Woke up Christmas night and there was Santa glaring at me from the door. At least I think it was Santa. We had a marine neighbor, or maybe it was dad? Only neither one had a beard.
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18 days ago
Is it weird that I stumbled across the holodeck control panel?
I'm about to be banished for the good of the realm again. Where is the trust in this world, I ask you?
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9 mos ago
I'm sorry, you've reached his personal secretary, Department of Shrubbery, Floor 64, Desk 1024. How can we help you today?
Bio
I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and anime music videos.
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
That was weird, Qaymu scowled, coming down the stairs and towards the entrance to the courtyard. He was in his normal clothes, including the red smoking jacket.
Iris ran by in a state of undress, trying desperately to cover herself up, making his right eyebrow quirk up. It had taken him days of practice in front of a mirror to perfect it after watching Mr. Spock on Star Trek do the same thing. He couldn't help but to turn and stare at her as she ran.
"Okay, that was weird," he muttered softly to himself. As she wasn't covered in someone else's blood, whatever happened was not an attack.
Suggestion list
Large bottle of blood to be kept at reception for Velvet's late nights
A couple bathrobes kept near the courtyard entrances
...?
There had been something else, he was sure.
He looked around, seeing only a few of the other residents, and moved towards the nearest bench and sat down. Pulling out his pipe, he began to smoke. One of these days, he ought to put actual tobacco in the pipe, rather than using it as his own personal chimney. A lick of his dragon fire appeared over the edge of bowl.
His Max, not the guy in reception, died. And now, that... being showed up inside his apartment. Was it mocking him?
The smoke coming out of his pipe was becoming heavier....
This guy makes you think of a menacing shark. He has hooded indigo eyes. His thick, wavy, brown hair is styled in a crewcut. He's got five o'clock shadow. He has a thin build. His skin is pale. He has a small mouth and stubby-fingered hands.
On duty, he wears a woolen union suit, a white shirt with a sky blue backflap, a navy blue overshirt, navy blue trousers, leather belt, navy blue leather overalls, wool navy peacoat with sheepskin liner, a leather helmet, gloves of leather and wool, chucka boots covered by large felt overshoes, scarves, and goggles.
Personal Effects:
Bosun's call on a knotted lanyard Rigging knife (folding sheepsfoot blade and marlinespike, fixed screwdriver tip) on a knotted lanyard. Deck of cards (steamship) Meerschaum crook pipe with a metal screen to keep sparks from flying out. Pipe nail Leather pouch of cherry tobacco. Pocket match safe with matches Wallet with Identity papers
Spare rigging knife, bosun's call, meerschaum pipe, three metal screens, pouch of cherry tobacco, pipe nail, five boxes Swan Vesta matches inside a painted tin box. Housemaid (sewing kit) Two crochet needles Balls of black wool Balls of twisted cotton twine Shoe polishing supplies in a small cloth bag Fountain pen Pencils Pen knife Hunting knife Three memorandum books filled with drawings of varous knots Diary
Toiletries bag Towels & washcloths Two summer uniforms Five pairs of wool socks. Two wool watch caps. Spare chukka boots wrapped in a small bag Spare winter uniform two spare union suits
Small patchwork button quilt. Ditty box with his papers, ink bottle, fountain pen. Rifle Belt pouches with ammo
Background:
What is your job Boatswain 2nd class, Zeppelin Service. Elevators and helm on rotation. Backstory: Nikos grew up in a fishing village on the coast and was very much a trouble maker. When he was 16, he was conscripted into the Inburian Navy for two years. Deciding he liked the Navy life, he re-enlisted and wound up on zeppelin duty for four years, then two years on the ground - when he wasn't in the brig for one reason or another. He's been busted down twice but has worked his way up.
"I'm an ex-army scout," Gabs replied, then waved at herself to point out the armor, then shrugs. "I'm having a problem with the army paymaster, they thought I was dead and discharged me, and I've got to wait for them to sort it out."
She sighs.
"I'm good with my sword, knife, and bow, and can pick a lock if you don't want to take a warhammer to the lid," she adds, remembering when her former squadmate Iggy smashed through the top of a chest of potions. When she woke up, her leg was broke and the guards had found them except for Iggy. Weird how they found his hammer and his shadow burned into the wall....
"Anywho, just what does 'The Helping Hand' do?" she asked, biting her lip. "It's not like charity work, is it?"
This girl makes you think of a dangerous bird of prey. She has round green eyes that are like two chunks of jade. Her fine, straight, brown hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a turtle's shell. She is very tall and has an amazonian build. Her skin is tanned. She has a large mouth.
Her wardrobe is practical. Cotton batiste camisole and drawers, wool socks, good brown leather work boots, Khaki drill shirt, tan khaki overall suit, brown cassimere cap (golf style), horsehide work gauntlets, black sweater with leather patches on shoulders & elbows; Turkey red bandanas (x2), sheepskin coat, sheepskin hunter's cap, goggles.
Personal Effects:
Ladies' Nickel watch (4H12282) Pathfinder Brass Compass (6H5230) Police Call Whistle (6H4471) Steamboat Playing Cards (49H160) Vest pocket Memorandum Book (3H955?) Pencils x3 (3H13450) Three-Blade Electricians' or Mechanics' knife (6H17154) Brass Knuckles
Tin of hard candy (local) 14-piece Handy Tools in a canvas roll(9H55045) Hunting Knife (6H4513) 38-Caliber Automatic Pistol (8 shot) with extra magazine (6H1503) 38-Caliber Automatic Smokeless Cartridges with metal patched bullets (box/50 x2) (6H2580) Book, True Detective Stories (3H1856) Gold coins inside leather poker chip tubes.
Background:
What is your job Mechanic
Backstory: Born to the Visconti Merchant family, she had been playing with Fosca, the daughter of Nicola Ferrari, local blacksmith and family friend, he had spent time with the merchant fleet. As Nicola was bringing her home, they found her father and mother were being dragged out of the house by the communists, then shot in the street.
Nicola picked her up and whispered in her ear, "Remember, you are now Christina Ferrari, niece."
She began spending time in his workshop, helping him alongside his sons, Vittore and Martino. Then the communists came for the teens, to induct them into the people's infantry.
Christina, like the other men and women, learned to march, to polish her boots, to shoot a rifle, to fight unarmed and with a knife. Then when that was done, their basic training unit was broken up to join other units. Some of the women in their group were sent to become nurses. Fosca and Christina, however, were taught how to drive and repair the people's trucks, built in their factories. Once they were graded as satisfactory, they were granted permission to go home before their next assignment.
Nicola told them they'd missed Vittore and Martino, who had been there the previous week. He, too, was worried about the build-up of soldiers and was convinced the communists intended to invade their neighbor. Christina decided to escape. There was a secret escape tunnel her parents never had a chance to use. She used it to get into the house, inside its hollow walls, and retrieve her father's secret stash. Christina provided half of it to Nicola and Fosca, carefully hiding the rest on her person.
Back at their camp, Christina began driving the relief truck along the line. However, the people's truck would frequently break down. One night after it again had broken down, she sent the men up ahead to continue relieving the border guards, telling them she'd pick them up eventually when the truck was fixed. When they were out of sight, she then snuck across the boarder and surrendered herself to the Inburian soldiers, who were surprised she could speak their language, one of several her father had taught her.
It turned out that she was not the first Calarian to cross those lines to warn them. They took her rifle and sent her to the capital. As it happened, Generoso Rubino, one of the few friends of her father to escape the purge was living there and vouched for her. However, it seemed to her that nobody was taking the threat seriously. Nor could she sit around making idle talk with other ex-pats, that was no longer her life. So she got a job with the company building and maintaining the Inburian Zeppelins and began to prepare to escape should the Communists invade.
This guy makes you think of a menacing shark. He has hooded indigo eyes. His thick, wavy, brown hair is styled in a crewcut. He's got five o'clock shadow. He has a thin build. His skin is pale. He has a small mouth and stubby-fingered hands.
On duty, he wears a woolen union suit, a white shirt with a sky blue backflap, a navy blue overshirt, navy blue trousers, leather belt, navy blue leather overalls, wool navy peacoat with sheepskin liner, a leather helmet, gloves of leather and wool, chucka boots covered by large felt overshoes, scarves, and goggles.
Personal Effects:
Bosun's call on a knotted lanyard Rigging knife (folding sheepsfoot blade and marlinespike, fixed screwdriver tip) on a knotted lanyard. Deck of cards (steamship) Meerschaum crook pipe with a metal screen to keep sparks from flying out. Pipe nail Leather pouch of cherry tobacco. Pocket match safe with matches Wallet with Identity papers
Spare rigging knife, bosun's call, meerschaum pipe, three metal pipe screens, pouch of cherry tobacco, pipe nail, five boxes Swan Vesta matches inside a painted tin box. Housemaid (sewing kit) Two crochet needles Balls of black wool Balls of twisted cotton twine Shoe polishing supplies in a small cloth bag Fountain pen Pencils Pen knife Hunting knife Three memorandum books filled with drawings of varous knots Diary
Toiletries bag Towels & washcloths Two summer uniforms Five pairs of wool socks. Two wool watch caps. Spare chukka boots wrapped in a small bag Spare winter uniform two spare union suits
Small patchwork button quilt. Ditty box with his papers, ink bottle, fountain pen. Rifle Belt pouches with ammo
Background:
What is your job Boatswain 2nd class, Zeppelin Service. Elevators and helm on rotation. Backstory: Nikos grew up in a fishing village on the coast and was very much a trouble maker. When he was 16, he was conscripted into the Inburian Navy for two years. Deciding he liked the Navy life, he re-enlisted and wound up on zeppelin duty for four years, then two years on the ground - when he wasn't in the brig for one reason or another. He's been busted down twice but has worked his way up.
@Expendable That is similar! What's the name of the book. It sounds really interesting.
Barbara Hambly's The Time of the Dark. It's an interesting read.
She also does a good vampire novel, Those Who Hunt by Night - Victorian London, a college professor who used to work in India as part of her Majesty's Secret Service comes home to find his house dark except for his study. His pistol is in his desk in the study, only when he sneaks up the servant stairs, he finds his wife unconscious and his gun neatly disassembled.
His visitor is a vampire who has a problem. Someone has been going around killing the vampires of London - but it can only be another vampire, few humans know about them - and usually very briefly. Since the vampire can't trust them, he needs to bring in an outsider.
I'd like to try for one of the five spots. I've got a character mostly completed, but sometimes I think of a better one afterward.
This college student is dreaming about this ancient medieval city - it's night and everyone around her is in a panic as something is banging on the other side of these huge metal doors. People stream by without seeing her. Then these guards dressed in black appear, swords drawn, followed by this old man clearly respected by the guards. And as his eyes sweep across the crowd, he locks eyes with her and can clearly see her. He sheaths his sword and starts saying something as he approaches, trying to keep her calm - and she wakes up.
The stones under her are cold and people are panicking at this young woman wearing a cowboy shirt who just suddenly appeared in front of them, and she looks up at the old man and asks, "This isn't a dream, is it?"
She returns to the dream, and returns a couple of times.
Once she's just running over some rocks, being chased by something and knowing if she trips, she's dead. Only when she does trip, she wakes up in bed - but her feet are hurting. They're all cut up by the rocks.
The next night, she wakes up, believing she forgot to lock the front door. Only what she finds is the wizard from the first dream sitting in her kitchen.
I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmKRgqWGrWc]anime music videos[/url].
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien. <br><br>Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.<br><br>Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"<br><br>Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmKRgqWGrWc">anime music videos</a>.<br><br>Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.</div>