Right, the good news is that the character sheet is done and Andy's sheet is almost done. The bad news is that my day is going to be busy with a planned photo shoot (with my fam. during a pandemic. what could go wrong?). So, the OOC won't be posted until either tomorrow or the weekend at the best.
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"Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse." — Margaret Atwood, 2000
C H A R A C T E R S A C C E P T E D
Andy Rutledge - Departed Son - Risen
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C H A R A C T E R S H E E T
ANDY RUTLEDGE
NINETEEN | DEPARTED SON | AQUARIUS
#6A8477 // JOEY POLLARI
C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N
In the desert town of Blanco, rumors that a local was involved in a deadly car accident on the I-15 quickly spread. At first, they were only rumors, and everyone assumed that it was someone from down the hill. Until the body arrived at the coroner office and was identified as Andy Rutledge, the recent graduate of Golden Valley High. That news was devastating to everyone, especially to the friends and family of Andy. He was known for being determined to do whatever it took to improve his situation. His main goal was to leave for the City of Angeles to become the first to graduate for college.
And once he did that and started earning enough money, Andy wanted to buy his family their own home instead of spending their lives paying a landlord to live in that apartment. Of course, that dream was shattered on June 7th, 2003.
Andy planned on heading down the hill to be interviewed by some potential roommates while hunting for a job. He said his goodbyes to family and friends before departing. Before he drove off in his first car, Andy told them that he will call them once he got to his destination in Los Angeles. However, he never got the chance. It took fifteen hours before his family learned of his death and accident. According to witnesses, another driver suddenly braked, which caused Andy to swerve into the railing. His car was totaled entirely while the body remained good enough condition to have an open-casket funeral.
The funeral was held at McCaa Memorial Cemetery, where his body remained to this day.
And once he did that and started earning enough money, Andy wanted to buy his family their own home instead of spending their lives paying a landlord to live in that apartment. Of course, that dream was shattered on June 7th, 2003.
Andy planned on heading down the hill to be interviewed by some potential roommates while hunting for a job. He said his goodbyes to family and friends before departing. Before he drove off in his first car, Andy told them that he will call them once he got to his destination in Los Angeles. However, he never got the chance. It took fifteen hours before his family learned of his death and accident. According to witnesses, another driver suddenly braked, which caused Andy to swerve into the railing. His car was totaled entirely while the body remained good enough condition to have an open-casket funeral.
The funeral was held at McCaa Memorial Cemetery, where his body remained to this day.
O T H E R I N F O R M A T I O N
Andy
Well, well, well. Looks like we have enough folks that I can move forward. Let me work on a character sheet, the ooc, and Andy himself.
PENNSYLVANIA PLAZA // JAMES FARLEY POST OFFICE
"Right." Bates agreed and made his way out of the security room. He entered the ramp and kept on following the signs pointing in the direction of the field hospital. There were a few more dead police officers with bullet wounds similar to those in the security room. Then, he made his way to the entrance and read the sign above the door:
Bates had to take a moment to mentally prepare himself for what he was about to see. It wasn't going to be pretty, but it was definitely going to be worst. He turned to his partner and advised, "No matter what we see, we keep moving. Even if there are people... still here. There's nothing we can't do for them for now."
"...Let's go." Bates moved forward and entered the arena, which was filled with rows of hospital beds. There were only a few mobile rooms built due to the size. And of course, there were still patients too injured and left for dead. He looked away for the bodies and kept on moving. It seemed like an eternity, but he made through the hospital. And a working elevator was waiting for them. Bates entered it and waited for his partner before pressing the button. Once the door closed and it started moving, Bates closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"What a fucking mess. I thought things were bad, but this... this is something else entirely—rogue police officers, a declining safe haven, and a makeshift hospital that's now just an abandoned morgue. Either command didn't know the full extent of the situation or... we were lied to and sent on this suicide mission."
Field Hospital
Critical Treatment
Critical Treatment
Bates had to take a moment to mentally prepare himself for what he was about to see. It wasn't going to be pretty, but it was definitely going to be worst. He turned to his partner and advised, "No matter what we see, we keep moving. Even if there are people... still here. There's nothing we can't do for them for now."
"...Let's go." Bates moved forward and entered the arena, which was filled with rows of hospital beds. There were only a few mobile rooms built due to the size. And of course, there were still patients too injured and left for dead. He looked away for the bodies and kept on moving. It seemed like an eternity, but he made through the hospital. And a working elevator was waiting for them. Bates entered it and waited for his partner before pressing the button. Once the door closed and it started moving, Bates closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"What a fucking mess. I thought things were bad, but this... this is something else entirely—rogue police officers, a declining safe haven, and a makeshift hospital that's now just an abandoned morgue. Either command didn't know the full extent of the situation or... we were lied to and sent on this suicide mission."
Interested, what roles would be available? Parents and friends?
You can apply for either parents/family or friends.
Also, thanks yall for the interest!
𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦
ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA
1.03 // ANSWERS
Everyone looked at the woman with the mask and kept their distance except for Miguel. He approached her and took the bag of fruit snacks. While the others stared confusingly, he did his best to avoid them and quietly ate the snack. She pulled out another bag and offered it to the group again. But, Lonnie wasn't in the mood and finally gained enough strength to stand up. He went over and knocked the bag out of her hand.
"I don't want anything other than answers!"
"I understand." The woman picked up the box and dropped it beside her. Then, she grabbed her mask and took it off, revealing herself to them. "My name is Drew Fisher. I was the one that brought you all to Angel's Hand and used Q-Juice."
"Q-Juice?"
"The nickname that STAR Labs came up with while studying the gas. I'm not going to bore you with the science. The primary purpose was to give the person affected metahuman abilities or activate them, depending if they have the metagene. And it seems to have work on one of you." Drew made her way towards Holly and frowned. "I am sorry for this. I know what you are going to. Is there anything you need?"
"There's actually one thing you can do: help me up." Holly looked up at Drew, exhausted and weak.
"Alright, then." Drew smiled and extended her hand out. Holly grabbed her arm rather violently and pulled towards her. Her world once again collapsed into oblivion, but something was different. The images were clear and somehow made sense. And then, Drew's voice appeared to explain everything.
Both Holly and Drew reawoke to the real world, completely shaken by what they experienced. Drew wasn't, for some reason, angry nor troubled by whatever mindfuckery it was. Instead, she turned to Holly with an emotionless stare, "Now, do you understand?"
"Yeah, I do." Holly answered sincerely. If anything, she related to Drew's struggle with her own ever since police officers killed her father. It didn't mean she forgave Drew for giving her whatever power she had. But Holly felt sympathy for her. "But, it still doesn't explain why you dragged us into your situation."
Drew remained silent for a moment and went to speak, but someone else came running towards her. They also had a mask on, similar to the one Drew was wearing earlier and appeared to be whispering something. Her eyes widen before whispering something back. Then, she looked back at the group and sighed. "Listen, I know that you shouldn't trust me, but I need help. The authorities took one of my friends away and-."
"If you are asking me to do something incredibly illegal, then you have to find someone else." Roshanna interrupted as Miguel looked down to the ground while finishing the fruit snacks. "I am not harming police officers."
"They aren't like your average police officers. They are rooted in corruption that goes all the way to the commissioner. I am afraid that they will kill my friend if you guys don't save her."
"Then, why not ask one of the masked individuals to do it instead?" Lonnie asked.
"Because her, my friend, and I are the only ones left." Drew responded and then sighed. "Listen, I don't have time to explain. Just help my friend out, and then you are free to leave. Please."
Everyone remained silent and tried to look away from Drew expect for Holly. She approached her and said, "Alright, where is she?"
"Wait, you aren't serious?" Lonnie raised one of his eyebrows.
"I am."
Lonnie tried to stay still but then groaned audibly and went to stand next to Holly. "I can't let you get killed, especially if there are dirty cops involved."
Miguel knew that he had to go with them as soon as Lonnie joined. He awkwardly made his way towards them and then looked at Drew. "You can also count on me."
Now, everyone was looking at Roshanna, who remained opposed. She was feeling the pressure. "Even if we get to your friend, how do we fight them? Besides Holly, we don't have powers."
"Yet." Drew quickly corrected Roshanna. "Your powers will eventually come... or they won't. The odds are fifty-fifty, but regardless you all will need masks to protect your identifies."
Roshanna was still thinking of her next move while everyone else agreed to help. She had never harmed a person before. But if she got powers and wasn't able to help... So, she decided to go with them and then see what happens afterward. And with that, everyone was following Drew while she was digging around for some masks. She was feeling somewhat hopeful for the first time in a while.
"I don't want anything other than answers!"
"I understand." The woman picked up the box and dropped it beside her. Then, she grabbed her mask and took it off, revealing herself to them. "My name is Drew Fisher. I was the one that brought you all to Angel's Hand and used Q-Juice."
"Q-Juice?"
"The nickname that STAR Labs came up with while studying the gas. I'm not going to bore you with the science. The primary purpose was to give the person affected metahuman abilities or activate them, depending if they have the metagene. And it seems to have work on one of you." Drew made her way towards Holly and frowned. "I am sorry for this. I know what you are going to. Is there anything you need?"
"There's actually one thing you can do: help me up." Holly looked up at Drew, exhausted and weak.
"Alright, then." Drew smiled and extended her hand out. Holly grabbed her arm rather violently and pulled towards her. Her world once again collapsed into oblivion, but something was different. The images were clear and somehow made sense. And then, Drew's voice appeared to explain everything.
"Growing up, my family never talked about Uncle Mitchell. I didn't even know about him until I was fourteen. They told me that I wasn't allowed to speak to my uncle because he wasn't family anymore. But, I did anyway. He was so excited to spend time with me when he wasn't busy with "work." I knew that it was hard on him. Then, he just snapped one day."
"I wasn't there, but I think the stress of work finally broke him. I was waiting to surprise him when my parents came instead. Suicide by cop, they said. Mitchell was attacking customers with condiments when the police arrived and..." The image of an older man lying in a pool of blood appeared while Drew took a moment to sigh. "Well, I wasn't surprised to learn that one of the officer's body camera contradicted the official story. Instead of receiving proper help, my uncle was murdered, and his murders got away. So, I leaked the footage for everyone to see."
Another image appeared of Drew leaving her childhood home. "But nothing happened. An investigation found the officers innocent, and people eventually forgot. I had lost hope until Channel M found me, and I knew what needed to be done. I may have never got justice, but I will make sure others will with my skills."
"I wasn't there, but I think the stress of work finally broke him. I was waiting to surprise him when my parents came instead. Suicide by cop, they said. Mitchell was attacking customers with condiments when the police arrived and..." The image of an older man lying in a pool of blood appeared while Drew took a moment to sigh. "Well, I wasn't surprised to learn that one of the officer's body camera contradicted the official story. Instead of receiving proper help, my uncle was murdered, and his murders got away. So, I leaked the footage for everyone to see."
Another image appeared of Drew leaving her childhood home. "But nothing happened. An investigation found the officers innocent, and people eventually forgot. I had lost hope until Channel M found me, and I knew what needed to be done. I may have never got justice, but I will make sure others will with my skills."
Both Holly and Drew reawoke to the real world, completely shaken by what they experienced. Drew wasn't, for some reason, angry nor troubled by whatever mindfuckery it was. Instead, she turned to Holly with an emotionless stare, "Now, do you understand?"
"Yeah, I do." Holly answered sincerely. If anything, she related to Drew's struggle with her own ever since police officers killed her father. It didn't mean she forgave Drew for giving her whatever power she had. But Holly felt sympathy for her. "But, it still doesn't explain why you dragged us into your situation."
Drew remained silent for a moment and went to speak, but someone else came running towards her. They also had a mask on, similar to the one Drew was wearing earlier and appeared to be whispering something. Her eyes widen before whispering something back. Then, she looked back at the group and sighed. "Listen, I know that you shouldn't trust me, but I need help. The authorities took one of my friends away and-."
"If you are asking me to do something incredibly illegal, then you have to find someone else." Roshanna interrupted as Miguel looked down to the ground while finishing the fruit snacks. "I am not harming police officers."
"They aren't like your average police officers. They are rooted in corruption that goes all the way to the commissioner. I am afraid that they will kill my friend if you guys don't save her."
"Then, why not ask one of the masked individuals to do it instead?" Lonnie asked.
"Because her, my friend, and I are the only ones left." Drew responded and then sighed. "Listen, I don't have time to explain. Just help my friend out, and then you are free to leave. Please."
Everyone remained silent and tried to look away from Drew expect for Holly. She approached her and said, "Alright, where is she?"
"Wait, you aren't serious?" Lonnie raised one of his eyebrows.
"I am."
Lonnie tried to stay still but then groaned audibly and went to stand next to Holly. "I can't let you get killed, especially if there are dirty cops involved."
Miguel knew that he had to go with them as soon as Lonnie joined. He awkwardly made his way towards them and then looked at Drew. "You can also count on me."
Now, everyone was looking at Roshanna, who remained opposed. She was feeling the pressure. "Even if we get to your friend, how do we fight them? Besides Holly, we don't have powers."
"Yet." Drew quickly corrected Roshanna. "Your powers will eventually come... or they won't. The odds are fifty-fifty, but regardless you all will need masks to protect your identifies."
Roshanna was still thinking of her next move while everyone else agreed to help. She had never harmed a person before. But if she got powers and wasn't able to help... So, she decided to go with them and then see what happens afterward. And with that, everyone was following Drew while she was digging around for some masks. She was feeling somewhat hopeful for the first time in a while.
XŌCHIPILLI
SEATTLE UNIVERSITY, SEATTLE
THE FLOWER PRINCE
To say that Xōchipilli was concerned about The Conclave was an understatement. He really was worried about it since he avoided thinking about the lost Colossus. It was also an inconvenience for Luka Vélez, who was supposed to be planning out for another busy weekend at Topan. Hell, he had to lie to his workers about going to a sudden appointment. Thankfully, they didn't suspect anything, and he made his way to the university. It was, for some reason, the place that The Morrigan picked out to hold the Conclave. Although he did wonder how she managed to get a conference room for a dozen people.
Xōchipilli made his way to the conference room and saw The Morrigan looking around. He waved and smiled at her, "Hey, there. It's been a while since we last saw each other, Morrigan."
He examined the room and chuckled. "I would ask how Professor Byrne managed to secure this room, but I doubt she's available at this moment. Right?"
"Well, I understand since The Conclave is about to start and we have to be ourselves during it. I will just sit here and wait until the others eventually get here." Xōchipilli took a seat on the uncomfortable plastic chairs and pulled out his phone to keep himself busy. He thought of checking on his siblings but knew for a fact that they were coming—sooner or later—and settled on playing a cheap mobile game instead.
Xōchipilli made his way to the conference room and saw The Morrigan looking around. He waved and smiled at her, "Hey, there. It's been a while since we last saw each other, Morrigan."
He examined the room and chuckled. "I would ask how Professor Byrne managed to secure this room, but I doubt she's available at this moment. Right?"
"Well, I understand since The Conclave is about to start and we have to be ourselves during it. I will just sit here and wait until the others eventually get here." Xōchipilli took a seat on the uncomfortable plastic chairs and pulled out his phone to keep himself busy. He thought of checking on his siblings but knew for a fact that they were coming—sooner or later—and settled on playing a cheap mobile game instead.
XŌCHIPILLI
THE UNIVERSITY, SEATTLE
THE FLOWER PRINCE
To say that Xōchipilli was concerned about The Conclave was an understatement. He really was worried about it since he avoided thinking about the lost Colossus. It was also an inconvenience for Luka Vélez, who was supposed to be planning out for another busy weekend at Topan. Hell, he had to lie to his workers about going to a sudden appointment. Thankfully, they didn't suspect anything, and he made his way to the university. It was, for some reason, the place that The Morrigan picked out to hold the Conclave. Although he did wonder how she managed to get a conference room for a dozen people.
Xōchipilli made his way to the conference room and saw The Morrigan looking around. He waved and smiled at her, "Hey, there. It's been a while since we last saw each other, Morrigan."
He examined the room and chuckled. "I would ask how Professor Byrne managed to secure this room, but I doubt she's available at this moment. Right?"
"Well, I understand since The Conclave is about to start and we have to be ourselves during it. I will just sit here and wait until the others eventually get here." Xōchipilli took a seat on the uncomfortable plastic chairs and pulled out his phone to keep himself busy. He thought of checking on his siblings but knew for a fact that they were coming—sooner or later.
Xōchipilli made his way to the conference room and saw The Morrigan looking around. He waved and smiled at her, "Hey, there. It's been a while since we last saw each other, Morrigan."
He examined the room and chuckled. "I would ask how Professor Byrne managed to secure this room, but I doubt she's available at this moment. Right?"
"Well, I understand since The Conclave is about to start and we have to be ourselves during it. I will just sit here and wait until the others eventually get here." Xōchipilli took a seat on the uncomfortable plastic chairs and pulled out his phone to keep himself busy. He thought of checking on his siblings but knew for a fact that they were coming—sooner or later.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇
𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌
Andy Rutledge had planned out his future after high school with his friends. He wanted to be the first in his family to graduate from college. Then, get a dream job working as an engineer and move to Los Angeles. And finally, start a family and his own business. It may have been far fetched, but he was determined to achieving his dream. Unfortunately, his life was taken in a terrible car accident. He died in 2003 at the age of nineteen on the I-15, and his body was buried at McCaa Memorial Cemetery. His family and friends mourned for Andy and then moved on forward with their lives.
Seventeen years later, Andy Rutledge found himself at Cajon Junction—confused and wondering where his precious car went.
Seventeen years later, Andy Rutledge found himself at Cajon Junction—confused and wondering where his precious car went.
𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾
This story will follow the friends and family of Andy Rutledge, a young man that was tragically killed. Seventeen years passed, and he returned to life with no memory of the accident. His return should be scientifically impossible, but it happened without explanation. Now it's up to his family and friends to find out how Andy came back from the dead as their world is forever changed—for better or worse.
It will be an overarching story that focuses on Andy as his family and friends solve the greatest mystery in history. Of course, it will also focus on answering the ultimate question: What if someone you lost returned? As for the size, I don't want to have more than five/eight players. I just don't feel comfort GMing more than that. Of course, if you have any questions, ask away!
It will be an overarching story that focuses on Andy as his family and friends solve the greatest mystery in history. Of course, it will also focus on answering the ultimate question: What if someone you lost returned? As for the size, I don't want to have more than five/eight players. I just don't feel comfort GMing more than that. Of course, if you have any questions, ask away!
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