The Survivor

Post a random fact about yourself.

Any ounce of fat I see on my hips makes me want to set myself on fire.

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

Guess whose back from the field mothaaafuckaaasssssss

Also just saw the trailer for Cyberpunk 2077 and I would absolutely let Keanu Reeves do scandalous things to me.

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

Phineas Reggingston

@Firecracker_@The Bork Lazer@Opposition@MagratheanWhale@AdobeFlash@Prizrak@BurningCold

Phineas lounged in the back of the sleek campaign car. He took off his top hat, delicately setting it down beside him. South City sped by in a blur, a mixture of swanky high rises and dilapidated husks. The young man was on his way to the debates, the traffic in the city had made navigating a nightmare and living on the other side of town hadn't helped. The driver thought so too, an older man with a cranky attitude and little patience who was currently wishing plagues on people's families as they cut him off. Phineas couldn't help but smile.

Phineas logged into the net using his cybernetic eyes, hopping through data feeds and news sites with a mere thought. Some people might find the concept hard to grasp but it was just like walking at this point. Just another aspect of his body.

Unless SPECS starts to set in.

Phineas shook the grim thought away. Finally he accessed a live feed of the debate. He frowned as he saw they were already a quarter of the way through them. At this rate he'll only get to see the tail end of the first debate. Phineas minimized the net to see their progress through the city. They were stuck in wall to wall, bumper to bumper traffic. He groaned and mentally sent a message to the other communications personnel. He was gonna be here a while.

45 minutes later.

They had finally cleared the traffic jam and were rolling through town at an expeditious pace. The first debate had been something in the area of a disaster, but Phineas made a mental note to keep that to himself.

"Twenty minutes to the debates, Mr. Reggingston." said the driver in a surly voice. Phineas flashed a smile at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Kladov." replied Phineas. Ten minutes crawled by. Phineas had never been particularly fond of travelling by car. He preferred planes for speed and boats for the ocean view, but car was slow and restrictive. Especially when you have a middle aged Slavic insurgent. Well, former insurgent driving you around. A silent notification popped up in Phineas' field of view, a message from S'venia, the communications director. A rather extravagant name for a somewhat small position in this somewhat small campaign, Phineas thought to himself as he opened the message. Phineas felt his stomach drop at the text.

Dexter Campbell in the hospital, shooting in debates.

An address for the hospital was under the brief but concise message. Phineas took a minute to keep his breathing under control.

"Mr. Kladov, I've just been informed there was a shooting at the debates. Mr. Campbell was injured, Miss Skor has sent me the address of the hospital."

He rattled off the address to the driver.

"Please drive with haste." Phineas finished and felt an odd satisfaction at the burnout of the tires as the man changed course and put the pedal to the medal, no words needed. His mind reeled with the weight of the message followed by a confused anger. Which one of those spineless bastards had the gall to pull something like this? His first instinct went to Rott but Gatch was just as, if not more capable of doing something like this. Rott had the stomach but Gatch had the ability to get away with it. Phineas' had curled into a fist on his lap.

"Damn them."

At Caduceus XIV

While Phineas was sure that CXIV was a grand hospital with top of the line equipment and personnel, he was too worried to care. As soon as the car stopped he leaped out and raced inside. The urge to demand to see Dexter Campbell loudly was overwhelming but again, Phineas calmed himself and politely asked to see him. He was certain his eyebrow twitched when they asked him for some kind of ID. After about 10 minutes of vetting he was finally let through, only to see that he was in surgery. Phineas' nerves settled at the knowledge that he was in a room full of healthcare professionals and finally turned his attention to the waiting room. He recognized most of the people there as his campaign team. Who he had never actually properly met. Until now. Phineas sighed to himself.

Always one for pleasant introductions, aren't you? First time you meet the people you're working with and it's outside the room Dexter Campbell might die.

Phineas took his hat in both hands, unconsciously spinning it.

"I suppose now is a good as time as any. My name is Phineas Reggingston, your new Press Secretary. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances..." He let the sentence trail off. It had been a long time since he felt awkward around people. He didn't like it. 30 minutes passed. An hour. Two hours. Each second was excruciating. Finally, the doctors emerged and wheeled a resting Dexter Campbell into his room. Phineas could practically feel the sigh of relief throughout the room. After some time of waiting, they were told Mr. Campbell could receive visitors now. Thinking it improper to greet him first as the person who probably knew him the least, he stepped aside with a small flourish and said to the nearest person.

"After you."

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

@BurningCold No worries, works for me. And thank you, I try to have a character that is realistically multi-dimensional. I've never understood that common theme with extroverted characters. While I'm not a huge extrovert, I love meeting and talking to people and just seeing people happy, so I tried to channel that through Phineas.

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

@BurningCold Me too, Kane sounds like an interesting character to interact with. I'm just waiting on homeboy to get to the hospital. Maybe we can do a collab post?

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

@Opposition@BurningCold

I'm down. Just let me know when you want me to post!

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

Phineas Reggingston

Phineas Reggingston
[27] | [Male] | [6'0] | [B+]

General Information

NAME: Phineas Caesar Reggingston

ALIASES // TITLES: "The Showman"

SEX: Male

AGE: 27

APPEARANCE:

Phineas stands at 6 foot with a fairly lean physique. Not scrawny but not overly muscled either. He keeps his neat and trimmed brown hair brushed to the right side, making sure to accentuate his natural curls with a comb. When it isn't tucked under a top hat that is. His skin is clear and teeth are straight and beautiful. Indeed the only thing that could be construed as not normal is his striking pure blue cybernetic eyes.

When in the public eye, Phineas wears a tailor made suit with a black tie and his top hat, making him look like a magician. When with friends or at home, he goes for the more casual and colorful button up shirt with jeans or khakis. He always has a ring or two on his fingers. Years of performing in the dingy and smoke filled theaters of South City have taught him to be prepared, so he always carries a nub nose revolver in the inside pocket of his coat.

OCCUPATION:

Phineas was born to a very rich family in Seattle and had a whole slew of career opportunities to choose from. So of course he went out on his own to be a performer in ragamuffin theaters in the poorer areas of the South City. As some sort of pilgrimage from his comfortable upbringing. Needless to say, Phineas learned a lot about poverty and corruption in this brave new world. For some years he performed before accepting a position to help manage a fairly popular theater in a nicer part of town. But life got boring. Until, a friend and representative of Dexter Campbell's campaign with a prospective position. Press Secretary. That was exactly the kind of change Phineas needed.

CAMPAIGN TEAM POSITION:

Phineas is the Press Secretary for Campbell's campaign. He is the smiling face that pushes out the campaign agenda and ushers Dexter Campbell onto every stage. He sets up interviews, he arranges conferences and regulates release of information about progress of the campaign. He also helps to inform Dexter Campbell of how the atmosphere in the public is. As Phineas likes to describe the position, he is the "ultimate wingman".

Psychological Profile

Extroverted | Charismatic | Passionate | Arrogant | Stubborn | Observant

PERSONAL GOAL:

The change of scenery. As much as Phineas loves theater, his job had become pushing papers at best. This is still pushing papers but its pushing papers with style! Pay isn't bad, but Phineas true benefit (the one he's looking forward to the most) is if Campbell wins, Phineas will have a spot in the new mayor of South City's administration. Not a bad gig, if you ask Phineas.

CAMPAIGN GOAL:

Politics is a lot like acting. You need to know how to work a crowd, how to get them to like you, you need to know the intricacies of the Human social complex. Phineas understands this, in less impressive terms. Its more of a feeling with him. While all that sounds kind of horrible and manipulative, its really how to make people happy. The slums of South City are place devoid of happiness. Phineas thinks Dexter Campbell can change that.

PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY:

Phineas is a people person. Extroverted and loves to be the center of attention, he's in his element when all eyes are on him. But he also likes to see people happy. To see the audience jump, gasp, and laugh is what he lives for. Telling a good story and seeing their eyes light up. To live his life flying into the sky, not come thundering down. The conditions of parts of South City seem like a direct challenge to that philosophy. The crime and misery in South City breaks his heart and he's willing to use the skills and traits he has to try and make it a place where people can feel safe and be happy.

POLITICAL PHILOSOPHY:

Phineas doesn't necessarily identify with any one party. He prefers to endorse choices, not organizations. The safety and general quality of life of the people of South City is what he would like to focus on the most. Things like healthcare, transportation, and security. He of course endorses freedom of speech and expression and the good ol' 2nd amendment. The amount of times a would be mugger with a rusty knife backed down because they had a revolver pointed at them had become too numerous to count. Phineas also desires a sense of community among South City, something that was sorely missing from his privileged upbringing in Seattle. A community that doesn't care about status, money, or power. A community that can trust in their leader.

SECRETS:
His family.

Its no secret that Phineas came from a rich upbringing but he endears the people he meets by treating them as equals and, of course, being his charismatic self. No, what Phineas doesn't want anyone to know, EVER, is how his family got rich.

Phineas comes from a family of international hitmen. In his immediate family, he is the only person to cut off contact with his family and not continue to the family business. There's a reason he's so good with a revolver and it isn't the token South City thug.

FEARS:

Phineas is terrified of his eyes malfunctioning. He was born blind and was blind for the first 12 years of his life before his family had gathered enough money to pay for artificial eyes. He still has nightmares of eternal darkness. He becomes skittish and agitated anytime someone so much as waves their hand too close to his eyes.

REPUTATION:

In many parts of South City, Phineas is seen as a talented performer and involved member in the community. In his position as a manger of the theater, he often hosted events or charities and that goes a long way with the people.

LIKES:

Musicals

Literature

Chimichangas

Classy clothing

Talking to people

DISLIKES:

Overly serious people

Unnecessarily loud vehicles (e.g. jackass who speeds by in his lifted pickup truck)

People who are rigid in their beliefs

QUIRKS:

Phineas is constantly moving. Whether that's walking around, helping himself to someone's end table liquor, or grooving in place to music in his head, the man just can't sit still. Unless he's on camera or doing an interview, somewhere in the public eye. Then every move he makes he makes with a purpose.

Background Information

”Life is too short to spend it unhappy.”

Phineas was born in a wealthy neighborhood in Seattle on April 27th, 2037. He was the second child with an older sister born 3 years before. His parents were also assassins. Now being born blind, Phineas coped with a lot of stuff and the fact that his parents killed people for a living didn't bother him so much. They seemed happy and they still loved him and as a child they never pushed it on him so he never really questioned it.

Until he got his sight. Seeing for the first time after a decade of darkness was...indescribable. Phineas would have cried if his tear ducts hadn't been removed. But with the gift of sight came something Phineas had never experienced. Expectations. See, a blind boy, even the blind child of assassins, isn't expected to do anything. But a boy with sight, especially a boy who is the son of assassins, that changes everything. That's when the cracks started to form. Phineas' parents began to pressure him into the lifestyle of death, something his older sister had willingly accepted and embraced.

But that just...wasn't Phineas. It drove a rift between him and his family. For years, they argued and pushed and pulled about what he would do with his life. Until he just couldn't take it anymore. The day he graduated high school, he left. Jumping in an old '32 Mercedes and driving south with a store of money he had been saving since he was 14. Just enough to get him on his feet. He arrived in South City and immediately got a job waiting tables and taking some community college classes. It was hard but dealing with his family trying to push into becoming a contract killer was 10 times harder. He survived. Eventually he landed a spot with a theater, helping set up stages and eventually acting, becoming one of the main attractions.

Phineas knew his family knew where he was. It was impossible to hide, especially for him. But they never approached him. Rather out of respect for his choice or because they had disowned him, he never knew. After some years he took up a managerial position at a nice theater. Nice pay and comfortable work but god was it dull. Until an old friend approached him about a position in Dexter Campbell's Campaign team. Their primary concern was a better coordination of Campbell's agenda across a wider area but also a friendly and semi-well known face that can stand next to Campbell. Add on Phineas' intelligence and natural charisma and it seemed like a good fit. Phineas had just finished getting briefed and was on his way to meet the rest of the campaign team when he got a call about a certain Councilman's eye exploding.

I think you know the rest.

Operative Information

AUGMENTATIONS:
- Artificial Eyes: Phineas was implanted with cybernetic eyes when he was 10 years old. They have night vision and infrared capabilities as well as allowing him to access information like time, weather, and news.

EQUIPMENT:

- Phineas' tailor made suit
- Phineas' Top Hat
- Phineas' .45 Snub Nose Revolver (Carried in the inside suit jacket pocket)

SKILLS:

- Good Shot: Phineas is a great shot with sidearms. Be it revolver or pistol. Though he prefers a revolver. He feels they have just a touch more class.

- Social Butterfly: Phineas can read and work a crowd at the same time. He has intuition on the feelings and emotions of people and has the skill to respond to those feelings and emotions. Whether it be talking to someone right in front of him or reading political reports on the Labryinth.

FLAWS:

Lust - Phineas being so sociable and very attractive, if he does say so himself, he is often tempted with the flesh. Which he very eagerly accepts. Man or woman, if they so much as flash a wink at him, Phineas is likely to go over and try to make some magic happen. Double points if they come to him. To the point where it can and will affect his work.

Artificial Eyes - Phineas is terrified of losing his eyesight again and if he's placed in a situation where that might happen, he'll do one of two things. Run or pull out his revolver and remove the problem. His charisma tends to go out the window when thinks about being so helpless.

NOTES:

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

@Opposition Added a bit to the end of the backstory, let me know if there's anything super specific you want to see.

We Met by Train but Where Does it End?

I'd be down, sounds interesting!

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖

Phineas Reggingston

Phineas Reggingston
[27] | [Male] | [6'0] | [B+]

General Information

NAME: Phineas Caesar Reggingston

ALIASES // TITLES: "The Showman"

SEX: Male

AGE: 27

APPEARANCE:

Phineas stands at 6 foot with a fairly lean physique. Not scrawny but not overly muscled either. He keeps his neat and trimmed brown hair brushed to the right side, making sure to accentuate his natural curls with a comb. When it isn't tucked under a top hat that is. His skin is clear and teeth are straight and beautiful. Indeed the only thing that could be construed as not normal is his striking pure blue cybernetic eyes.

When in the public eye, Phineas wears a tailor made suit with a black tie and his top hat, making him look like a magician. When with friends or at home, he goes for the more casual and colorful button up shirt with jeans or khakis. He always has a ring or two on his fingers. Years of performing in the dingy and smoke filled theaters of South City have taught him to be prepared, so he always carries a nub nose revolver in the inside pocket of his coat.

OCCUPATION:

Phineas was born to a very rich family in Seattle and had a whole slew of career opportunities to choose from. So of course he went out on his own to be a performer in ragamuffin theaters in the poorer areas of the South City. As some sort of pilgrimage from his comfortable upbringing. Needless to say, Phineas learned a lot about poverty and corruption in this brave new world. For some years he performed before accepting a position to help manage a fairly popular theater in a nicer part of town. But life got boring. Until, a friend and representative of Dexter Campbell's campaign with a prospective position. Press Secretary. That was exactly the kind of change Phineas needed.

CAMPAIGN TEAM POSITION:

Phineas is the Press Secretary for Campbell's campaign. He is the smiling face that pushes out the campaign agenda and ushers Dexter Campbell onto every stage. He sets up interviews, he arranges conferences and regulates release of information about progress of the campaign. He also helps to inform Dexter Campbell of how the atmosphere in the public is. As Phineas likes to describe the position, he is the "ultimate wingman".

Psychological Profile

Extroverted | Charismatic | Passionate | Arrogant | Stubborn | Observant

PERSONAL GOAL:

The change of scenery. As much as Phineas loves theater, his job had become pushing papers at best. This is still pushing papers but its pushing papers with style! Pay isn't bad, but Phineas true benefit (the one he's looking forward to the most) is if Campbell wins, Phineas will have a spot in the new mayor of South City's administration. Not a bad gig, if you ask Phineas.

CAMPAIGN GOAL:

Politics is a lot like acting. You need to know how to work a crowd, how to get them to like you, you need to know the intricacies of the Human social complex. Phineas understands this, in less impressive terms. Its more of a feeling with him. While all that sounds kind of horrible and manipulative, its really how to make people happy. The slums of South City are place devoid of happiness. Phineas thinks Dexter Campbell can change that.

PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY:

Phineas is a people person. Extroverted and loves to be the center of attention, he's in his element when all eyes are on him. But he also likes to see people happy. To see the audience jump, gasp, and laugh is what he lives for. Telling a good story and seeing their eyes light up. To live his life flying into the sky, not come thundering down. The conditions of parts of South City seem like a direct challenge to that philosophy. The crime and misery in South City breaks his heart and he's willing to use the skills and traits he has to try and make it a place where people can feel safe and be happy.

POLITICAL PHILOSOPHY:

Phineas doesn't necessarily identify with any one party. He prefers to endorse choices, not organizations. The safety and general quality of life of the people of South City is what he would like to focus on the most. Things like healthcare, transportation, and security. He of course endorses freedom of speech and expression and the good ol' 2nd amendment. The amount of times a would be mugger with a rusty knife backed down because they had a revolver pointed at them had become too numerous to count. Phineas also desires a sense of community among South City, something that was sorely missing from his privileged upbringing in Seattle. A community that doesn't care about status, money, or power. A community that can trust in their leader.

SECRETS:
His family.

Its no secret that Phineas came from a rich upbringing but he endears the people he meets by treating them as equals and, of course, being his charismatic self. No, what Phineas doesn't want anyone to know, EVER, is how his family got rich.

Phineas comes from a family of international hitmen. In his immediate family, he is the only person to cut off contact with his family and not continue to the family business. There's a reason he's so good with a revolver and it isn't the token South City thug.

FEARS:

Phineas is terrified of his eyes malfunctioning. He was born blind and was blind for the first 12 years of his life before his family had gathered enough money to pay for artificial eyes. He still has nightmares of eternal darkness. He becomes skittish and agitated anytime someone so much as waves their hand too close to his eyes.

REPUTATION:

In many parts of South City, Phineas is seen as a talented performer and involved member in the community. In his position as a manger of the theater, he often hosted events or charities and that goes a long way with the people.

LIKES:

Musicals

Literature

Chimichangas

Classy clothing

Talking to people

DISLIKES:

Overly serious people

Unnecessarily loud vehicles (e.g. jackass who speeds by in his lifted pickup truck)

People who are rigid in their beliefs

QUIRKS:

Phineas is constantly moving. Whether that's walking around, helping himself to someone's end table liquor, or grooving in place to music in his head, the man just can't sit still. Unless he's on camera or doing an interview, somewhere in the public eye. Then every move he makes he makes with a purpose.

Background Information

”Life is too short to spend it unhappy.”

Phineas was born in a wealthy neighborhood in Seattle on April 27th, 2037. He was the second child with an older sister born 3 years before. His parents were also assassins. Now being born blind, Phineas coped with a lot of stuff and the fact that his parents killed people for a living didn't bother him so much. They seemed happy and they still loved him and as a child they never pushed it on him so he never really questioned it.

Until he got his sight. Seeing for the first time after a decade of darkness was...indescribable. Phineas would have cried if his tear ducts hadn't been removed. But with the gift of sight came something Phineas had never experienced. Expectations. See, a blind boy, even the blind child of assassins, isn't expected to do anything. But a boy with sight, especially a boy who is the son of assassins, that changes everything. That's when the cracks started to form. Phineas' parents began to pressure him into the lifestyle of death, something his older sister had willingly accepted and embraced.

But that just...wasn't Phineas. It drove a rift between him and his family. For years, they argued and pushed and pulled about what he would do with his life. Until he just couldn't take it anymore. The day he graduated high school, he left. Jumping in an old '32 Mercedes and driving south with a store of money he had been saving since he was 14. Just enough to get him on his feet. He arrived in South City and immediately got a job waiting tables and taking some community college classes. It was hard but dealing with his family trying to push into becoming a contract killer was 10 times harder. He survived. Eventually he landed a spot with a theater, helping set up stages and eventually acting, becoming one of the main attractions.

Phineas knew his family knew where he was. It was impossible to hide, especially for him. But they never approached him. Rather out of respect for his choice or because they had disowned him, he never knew. After some years he took up a managerial position at a nice theater. Nice pay and comfortable work but god was it dull. Until an old friend approached him about a position in Dexter Campbell's Campaign team. Their primary concern was a better coordination of Campbell's agenda across a wider area but also a friendly and semi-well known face that can stand next to Campbell. Add on Phineas' intelligence and natural charisma and it seemed like a good fit. Phineas had just finished getting briefed and was on his way to meet the rest of the campaign team when he got a call about a certain Councilman's eye exploding.

I think you know the rest.

Operative Information

AUGMENTATIONS:
- Artificial Eyes: Phineas was implanted with cybernetic eyes when he was 10 years old. They have night vision and infrared capabilities as well as allowing him to access information like time, weather, and news.

EQUIPMENT:

- Phineas' tailor made suit
- Phineas' Top Hat
- Phineas' .45 Snub Nose Revolver (Carried in the inside suit jacket pocket)

SKILLS:

- Good Shot: Phineas is a great shot with sidearms. Be it revolver or pistol. Though he prefers a revolver. He feels they have just a touch more class.

- Social Butterfly: Phineas can read and work a crowd at the same time. He has intuition on the feelings and emotions of people and has the skill to respond to those feelings and emotions. Whether it be talking to someone right in front of him or reading political reports on the Labryinth.

FLAWS:

Lust - Phineas being so sociable and very attractive, if he does say so himself, he is often tempted with the flesh. Which he very eagerly accepts. Man or woman, if they so much as flash a wink at him, Phineas is likely to go over and try to make some magic happen. Double points if they come to him. To the point where it can and will affect his work.

Artificial Eyes - Phineas is terrified of losing his eyesight again and if he's placed in a situation where that might happen, he'll do one of two things. Run or pull out his revolver and remove the problem. His charisma tends to go out the window when thinks about being so helpless.

NOTES:

Hope this is still a thing