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Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

Kat

"It looks like it's just been mildly sprained. I'll give you something to take the edge off the pain, and I'll ask to see if I can get you some ice or a cold press to put on it. You'll be right as rain in a few weeks, but for now, stay off it. Okay?"

The man nodded at Kat, both of his twin heads bobbing in sync. He had been shoved down by another of the inmates here after they both had gotten in an argument. The man's boyfriend hovered behind Kat, nervously blinking his eight eyes.

Kat pushed up from the plastic lawn chair, turning away from the injured man laying in bed to face the anxious psuedo-arachnid.

"So Frank is going to be okay?"

Kat had been summoned from her tent by one of the numerous children who darted about the camp as runners, telling her that a man had been injured in a fight and needed attention.

So she had grabbed her first aid kit, and rushed out to the scene.

"Yeah, Marty. He's gonna be fine."

Marty let out a heavy sigh, and impulsively embraced Kat. She had frozen for a moment, but then returned the hug.

As Marty pulled away, he asked, "I know we don't have much.. But I want to offer you this."

Crouching down, Marty pulled out a bundled t-shirt from underneath the bed. Unwrapping it, he withdrew a baggie of what one might naively mistake for oregano.

Kat hesitated a moment, weighing several factors in her mind before nodding politely and accepting the baggie.

"Thank you. I can get a lot more medical supplies with this. I've managed to find a pediatrics textbook I'm studying, and I'm talking to some of the other medical professionals in here, but I can't do much if I don't have anything to give people."

After accepting Marty's final thank you's, handing him a small handful of pills and instructions on how to administer them and one last look at the Frank's ankle, Kat stepped out of the minimal coolness the tent offered and out into the raw desert air.

Tucking the baggie into her boot, she lets out a heavy sigh, and heads off toward the best place to fence the weed. Rufus's 'HQ'.

Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

@Quinntessential I'm really picturing a cool relationship between Taka and Kat. I wrote in my bio how Kat was a natural big sister, and Taka is the perfect character for Kat to take under her wing.

And I really see great growth with the two of them interacting. Kat is my go-to character, and it's fun to see her grow like this. Having her play a mentor would be really great.

Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

Got a WIP up.

Finishing everything up, there are probably a few timeline mistakes, but that's because I had thought the game started in 2011 instead of 2012/3

Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

Kat(erina) Wythburn

Name: Kat(erina) Wythburn
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Ethnicity: African-American
Physical Description:

A tall dark skinned woman with dreadlocks, Kat is in excellent physical condition, possessing a lithe and well muscled form. Since her emergence, Kat's eye color has changed from a warm brown to a startling green, with vertical pupils, similar to that of a reptiles. Her fingernails have changed into short claws, and strands of her hair now move independently of one another, floating and shifting in the air, even without a breeze. Kat has an incandescent blue ouroboros tattoo on her left shoulder. Kat also has several small scars and nicks throughout her body. Her hands are well callused. The back of her right leg has a healed shrapnel wound.

Skillset:

Combat Medic:
Kat has served in the U.S military as a combat medic, serving as a stationed soldier in post-invasion Iraq. As such, Kat has been a first responder for many IEDs and other attacks, stabilizing victims until they could be airlifted. She's been shot at, and has shot back. She knows how to keep her cool in a firefight, handle a gun, treat all sorts of wounds, and is familiar with military protocol. She's also picked up some Arabic along the way.
Outdoorswoman
Kat has spent the last two years before Emerging alternating between roughing it in the British Colombian wilderness on her own and working in a hunting lodge. Kat is comfortable in the wild, and can recognize helpful flora and fauna in the Western Pacific. She also is capable of the hundred or so small things needed to live outside of civilization, be it locating fresh water, dressing a recently killed animal, hunting with both a rifle and a bow, setting up a proper campsite, or making the best s'mores.

Amateur Musician
Kat plays guitar and drums, and used to be in several bands growing up. Though she hasn't played drums for a while, she's kept her guitar with her.

Former Track Runner
Kat ran track in high school, once making bronze for her school. She still jogs regularly, and though she isn't as fast as she used to be, she can still book it when need be.

History:

Born in 86', Kat grew up within a lower middle class family in Oakland. Growing up, Kat fantasized about becoming a doctor. However, when it came time to graduate from highschool, her grades weren't stellar enough to warrant a scholarship, and her parents, though willing, couldn't pay the cost of tuition. And so, hearing promises of being able to enter medical school after service, Kat enlisted with the military, becoming a frontline combat medic. Kat then served 3 tours of duty over 6 years, before being honorably discharged in 2010. At this time, Kat chose to find herself, and went north into British Columbia, living and camping by herself in the woods for a while. At some point, her money started running low, and she went to find employment with a hunting lodge, where she's been for the last 3 years. It was when Kat had been going on a personal weekend trip by herself that she Manifested, and was detained by a startled Mounty. She was then put into U.S Custody, and was then shuttled off to the states to be detained.

Psychological Profile:

Kat has always been motivated to help other people, becoming a combat medic in the desire of saving people's lives, taking it as a short term alternative to becoming a doctor. Unfortunately, Kat lacks the intense mental discipline to pass through modern medical school. As a child and throughout high school, Kat was incredibly social, joining and starting numerous bands with friends. She has always loved being outside, and ran track for her school, once winning bronze. After returning from the front, Kat had changed, becoming more withdrawn and introspective. She was quickly overwhelmed with civilian life. Because of this, Kat retreated into the remote fringes of the world, valuing the serenity offered with a life in nature. During the last three years, Kat has slowly become more and more outgoing, returning to her previously bubbly self. The time in the military has definitely shaped her, giving her a steely edge that will come out when pushed. Kat also gravitates towards the 'big sister' role, looking out for and trying to play mentor for younger girls. Since Manifesting, Kat has been slightly overwhelmed, and is uncertain about how to react to the entire thing.

Possessions:

• Remember, they're in an internment camp.
• Steel string guitar w/ sticker covered case. (She used to play nylon string, but she kept slicing the strings with her claws, so she's switched to steel)
• Battered metal compass. A gift from her employer at the hunting lodge, right before she was taken away by the authority. Apparently it's from WW2.
• Military jacket with Red Cross badge.
• A backpack full of medical equipment. It used to be a lot fuller, but the camp authorities confiscated many of the items. Kat is mostly left with PPE equipment, some mild painkillers, guaze, bandaids, and most of the items one would expect in a non specialist first aid kit. None of her saline or respiratory catheters were left, or anything that could puncture or be used as a weapon.
• Enough morphine vials and sterile syringes for roughly 6 standard dosages for a gunshot victim. (I looked around for the exact numbers, but I'm gonna go with the sake of dramatic story telling and say that's roughly what it's like.) Kat was able to hide them from inspection, and has smuggled them into the camp unbeknownst to the guards. She has enough to administer two lethal doses to a healthy, grown man.

One character many Role-players

Whoo!

First Chapter summary written. I'll give a blow by blow and a TL;DR for each.

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THE STORY THUS FAR

Chapter The First, OR, After the Birthday

Our intrepid hero, and crown prince to the Kingdom of Zersal, Kallain Windral (Known by his friends as Kal) awakens with a headache from the massive rager the night before held in honor of his 22nd birthday. He is woken by the snores of his trusty bodyguard, the retired knight Reindolous, who left behind the valor the battlefield for something infinitely more perilous, becoming the mentor and guardian of a young and growing boy. As Kal begins to approach the kitchens for something to appease his headache, he is accosted by the court scribe, Serell, who demands that Kal deal with a farmer petitioning the Throne.

Once Kal enters the throne room, he is informed by the farmer that his homestead and his town have been living under the threat of... Turnips.

After an embarrassing faux-pas, it is cleared up that rather than root vegetables, the farming towns have been terrorized by (human) bandits.

Deciding that the best course of action is to have a small fighting force, (led by Kal) to deal with the errant Turnips, sending Serell to organize the fighting group.

As Kal leaves the Throne room, he bumps into Drevalla, his younger sister and priestess to the Patron God of the Kingdom, Spaldi. Drevalla has spent the last ten years training and later serving Spaldi and the Kingdom, though she returns to the capital on special occasions, such as Kal's birthday. Drevalla informs Kal that queen Vrillian wishes to see them both.

Upon entering the queens chambers, Kal is introduced to Alexandria, the beautiful new handmaiden to the queen. After this pleasant encounter, Kal then goes to the armory to begin assembling his force to wage battle against the fierce Turnips.

(TL;DR: Kal is the main character, and he's the prince that'll one day become king. He just turned 22. He is told to deal with rampaging bandits called Turnips, and decides to get a fighting group together that he'll lead to fight the Turnips. Additionally, a lot of exposition and introduction to new characters happens, and over-all, it's a good start.)

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OH goddammit.

I had nearly finished writing the summary of what I'm titling the first chapter- and then I accidentally closed the tab.

aaaaaagh.

Tis fine.

#DoitforKal

One character many Role-players

I do like the idea of keeping what we have so far. I also am always a little jealous when I see the threads that have been going on for 20 years and have ten trillion posts in them.

Let's shoot for that.

I also concur with starting in a little bit- school is about to start for me, and I'm taking a killer class this year. (Also congrats on college! Good on you for getting educated.)

I think we should also start a new interest thread?

And I can work on putting together a 'Story so Far' thing in the characters tab. I've used that in other games to keep track of things when it gets hectic, as well as a way for newcomers to catch up quickly with the going-ons so they can hop in quickly.

One character many Role-players

Well it looks like Cuddles, Athi, And Ozy have poofed. @ArenaSnow who joined in later, is still on the site... Phoenix, would you be down to hold another recruitment drive?

This concept is pretty unique, and I imagine a good number of the people on the site would be interested in joining us.

We could keep the game going, and we would still have that core of starting players to keep the whippersnappers in line.

Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

I am back from a long break, and I would absolutely love to get on this.

Suess, you've always got the best setups, and everytime I see one of your games go up, I think 'I have to get in on this'.

Lemme look at the CS and wrangle something cool together.