You sit alone at a large desk in a dark room. You were escorted in here roughly fifteen minutes ago so that you could have your interview with The Hunters Bureau. The de facto group for dealing with the supernatural. And while things have surely changed since the Bureau's inception- around a thousand years ago now- it still holds onto its core belief that anyone could be a Hunter… yes, anyone. Before you got shoved into this box you were sitting in the waiting room, surrounded by all types of characters: ex cops, ex cons, prostitutes, androids, chrome heads, dope heads, children and even some respectable looking citizens in there too.A sound suddenly fills the room, the sound of a handleless door sliding open, followed by a faint square-shaped beam of orange light. Though both of these stimulants are kicked out of the room as an old man steps into the room- the door sliding back closed. The stench of smoke fills your nostrils before your eyes can adjust to actually see the man's face. A bald head, grey moustache and Dreamland Co: Asteroid Blue mega-cigarette are the only details you can make out on him. That and his bulky, torn jacket, adorned in damaged medals and sewn patchwork squares. He lowers himself into a chair on the opposite side of the table, placing a chunky tablet on the table. He plucks the mega-cigarette out of his mouth and presses the side of the tablet- the harsh blue light that erupts from it almost makes your eyes water. And then the harsh white ceiling light he turns on with a tap on the screen actually makes your eyes water. With a few grumbles, screen taps and hits of the mega-cigarette he finally meets your gaze. “I'm sure you know why you're here so I'm gonna skip parts of this script they got for me-” He holds up the tablet with a flimsy grip before putting it back down- from the brief glimpse you got of all the text on the screen you couldn't be more grateful. “Gimme your name. First and last.”>[SHORT & SLIGHTLY STANDOFFISH] “Write in.” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues, he's clearly just like you. Antisocial.>[REHEARSED & PROPER] “My name Write in.” You fix your posture and reach out for a handshake. “To whom do I owe the pleasure?” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues. Some order in the chaos (his life) would be good for him.>[HAPPY… LIKE WAY TOO HAPPY] You reach out with a strong smile and, forcefully, shake his hand “My name is Write in! Nice to meet ya!” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues. He desperately needs a friend.>[REJECT SOCIAL CONVENTIONS] Stare and say nothing. | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues, clearly he doesn't want to do his job.>[WRITE IN] In the words of a great philosopher: “Ahhh go crazy.”
>>6300222>[SHORT & SLIGHTLY STANDOFFISH] “MARY SYKES.” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues, he's clearly just like you. Antisocial.
>>6300222>[SHORT & SLIGHTLY STANDOFFISH] “CHARLIE STRODE” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues, he's clearly just like you. Antisocial.
>>6300222>>[REJECT SOCIAL CONVENTIONS] Stare and say nothing. | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues, clearly he doesn't want to do his job.
>>6300222>>[REHEARSED & PROPER] “My name is MARY SYKES.” You fix your posture and reach out for a handshake. “To whom do I owe the pleasure?” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues. Some order in the chaos (his life) would be good for him.
>>6300222>[REHEARSED & PROPER] “My name is MARY SYKES.” You fix your posture and reach out for a handshake. “To whom do I owe the pleasure?” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues. Some order in the chaos (his life) would be good for him.
>>6300222>[HAPPY… LIKE WAY TOO HAPPY] You reach out with a strong smile and, forcefully, shake his hand “My name is MARY SYKES! Nice to meet ya!” | This man is willingly smoking Asteroid Blues. He desperately needs a friend.For some reason I want to play a genki girl this time.
(Firstly, thanks for all the responses!!! Secondly, sorry for the long reply time have a short window of time to make theses)Your reply comes quickly.“Mary Skyes. To whom do I owe the pleasure?” No point putting on the whole show but when someone asks your name asking for theirs is just what you're supposed to do .Silence fills the room again soon after as if it was never broken to begin with. The man's eyes drop down to the tablet as he taps on the screen- the golden embers at the tip of his mega-cigarette glowing softly as he takes a drag. He stops; plucks out his mega-cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke into the air. Then he raises the block of metal up to you again. You can't help but notice, now that your eyes have adjusted, that his left hand is covered in metallic groves going down the whole length of his arm.“Jordann Mcdonald. I get it right?” You look at the top left corner of the screen at the designated Name box. The name ”Mary Skies” greets you.“It's Skyes with an -yes.” He lets out a low groan then flips the tablet around, passing it to you. You can't help but roll your eyes before fixing the error yourself and giving it back to him.“Age?”“21.”“I need the D.O.B.” “Sixth of June, 3266.”“Address?”“14 Alder House, South east Nu-Northampton.”“History of education- if you got any?”>[HIGHER EDUCATION] “Went to Nu-Northampton's University.” | Thankfully you were smart enough to know that those three years weren't going to open up that many job opportunities for you. Makes being here feel a lot less soul crushing.>[BASIC EDUCATION] “Got through the first and second block.” | Though intellect varies wildly amongst state school graduates it's impossible to not pick up something over an eleven year period.>[PRIVATE EDUCATION] “Got through first and second block at Nu-Northampton Tech.” | Your parent's money got you a slightly better education than most kids. The only downside being that your classmates were, frankly, insufferable.>[UNEDUCATED] “Didn't go to school.” | Thankfully education and intelligence are two different things so you could be one without the other. However, you are neither and it probably shows in most situations.
>>6300789>>[PRIVATE EDUCATION] “Got through first and second block at Nu-Northampton Tech.” | Your parent's money got you a slightly better education than most kids. The only downside being that your classmates were, frankly, insufferable.
>>6300789>[HIGHER EDUCATION] “Went to Nu-Northampton's University.” | Thankfully you were smart enough to know that those three years weren't going to open up that many job opportunities for you. Makes being here feel a lot less soul crushing.
>>6300789>[BASIC EDUCATION] “Got through the first and second block.” | Though intellect varies wildly amongst state school graduates it's impossible to not pick up something over an eleven year period.
>>6300789>>[BASIC EDUCATION] “Got through the first and second block.” | Though intellect varies wildly amongst state school graduates it's impossible to not pick up something over an eleven year period.
“Finished the first and second block.”“Where at?”“Avery South.” For the first time in this whole interview you watch as Jordann's face lights up alongside his cigarette, letting out a chuckle of sorts.“Sorry to hear that.” Something within tries it's hardest to make you feel offended by his joke but as someone who did, in fact, attend Avery South you can't help but agree that it's a pretty unfortunate fate for any child. However, the real tragedy here is that during the brief pause provided to you by Jordann throwing his current mega-cigarette bud to the floor and lighting a new one. You can't help but think back on your school days.[MECHANICS: ROLLING]In this quest there will be two types of rolls made: Player Rolls and GM Rolls.Player rolls will be used to complete complex, high stakes or certain write in actions. Player rolls given a set DV to beat by me. The outcome of the Player roll will be determined by the first 3 players to reply. 1 person beating the DV is all that is required to beat a roll but the more successes on a roll will make Mary's action more resounding. 3 success = critical success 2 success = normal success 1 success = pyrrhic success 0 success = failure GM Rolls will be done by me to determine anything that could have multiple outcomes (mainly due to a player choice) or things I don't want you voting on. They will have a list of outcomes in a table that will be determined by my roll.GM ROLL | MARY THE ???
Rolled 78 (1d100)>>6301250>1-25 LONER | You spent most of your time in school wishing you were literally anywhere else. You don't really know why you were deemed unapproachable in the first block but by the time you and your classmates reached the second your rep was cemented. And you played into it hard. Grew the bangs out over your eyes, ate by yourself at lunch and scribbled all kinds of esoteric and edgy nonsense into your school books. If your classmates were to be asked to describe you back in school they'd all reply with: Ummm…. Who was that again?>26-50 DELINQUENT | God you were one scary bitch back in your block days. When the stars aligned and you weren't suspended or skipping- you terrorised the halls of Avery South with your friends. Which usually led to a swift suspension, freeing the students from your tyranny. But if one crime had to define you it would definitely be grievous bodily harm. When you fought it wasn't to just settle a score, it was to fuck someone up.>51-75 NERD | Teacher pet, through and through. You were the kid who raised their hand to answer every question and it paid off for you greatly. When tests, competitions or pointless debates online came knocking on your door you were always victorious. You surrounded yourself with fellow intellectuals and had a small but tight knit circle of friends. However, you did frequently get beat up for reminding your teachers about collecting homework.>76-100 POPULAR | The object of envy, the apple of eyes, miss most-likely-to-become-a-celebrity! Who else could it be The Mary Skyes!!! When you walked into school there was magnetism that turned every head in the room. Your words resonated in the hearts of your peers like scripture. You were already a natural at influencing people but you decided to master it and that's what truly cemented your legacy back during the blocks… Oh my god we're really sitting in a Hunter Bureau interview room right now, where did it all go wrong?!?! T^T
>>6301251red][MECHANICS: TRAITS]Choosing certain options will occasionally provide the player with traits. Traits can do a variety of things such as increasing stats (which we will touch later), adding additional choice options and will change the general attitude or mannerisms of our hunter-to-be Mary. However it will also affect how the NPCS in the world treat her too, so it's probably best to not stack up on psycho traits just for the stat benefits.[/red]TRAIT GAINED | MARY THE POPULARJordann finishes lighting his new mega-cigarette and continues going down the list.“Any preexisting medical conditions?”“No.”“You smoke?”“We practically shared that last cigarette.” You fan away the grey cloud that Jordann blew in your direction as you were responding.“That didn't ans-”“Yes.” You sigh.“You drink too?”“Mhmm.”“Alright now we're on to the questions that actually matter.” He stands up with a stretch and reaches into an inside coat pocket. In a blur he whips out four cards- licenses- spread out evenly in his palm. They read out in order:Permit to Bear Small Arms: Jordann Mcdonald Permit to Bear Shoulder Arms: Jordann Mcdonald Permit to Bear Bladed Weapons: Jordann Mcdonald Permit to Bear Combat Cybernetics: Jordann Mcdonald“Got one of these, Miss Skyes?”>[SMALL ARMS PERMIT] | You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You reach for your waist and draw your ‘Ol reliable. An M3011 pistol. You spin it around your finger before slamming it on the table. Then you draw back the slide- just enough to show you carry with one in the chamber- since he definitely seems the type of guy to tweak out over that.>[SHOULDER ARMS PERMIT] | You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You reach under the table and lift up a briefcase, flinging it over your shoulder. Without looking back you press a button on the handle and the bottom half of the briefcase separates and flips upwards, revealing your FMG99.>[BLADED WEAPONS PERMIT] You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You hook your foot under something you had laying underneath the desk and with one fluid motion you kick it into the air. Your Ring Revolution Sabre spins in the sky. You stand up, grabbing the weapon as it starts to descend and with a quick flick of your wrist you draw the blade out fully.>[COMBAT CYBERNETICS PERMIT]Requires “COMES FROM WEALTH” trait
>>6301255Missed a bracket, going to kill myself... also forgot to post this image with the roll too.
>>6301255>>[SMALL ARMS PERMIT] | You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You reach for your waist and draw your ‘Ol reliable. An M3011 pistol. You spin it around your finger before slamming it on the table. Then you draw back the slide- just enough to show you carry with one in the chamber- since he definitely seems the type of guy to tweak out over that.
>>6301255>>[BLADED WEAPONS PERMIT] You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You hook your foot under something you had laying underneath the desk and with one fluid motion you kick it into the air. Your Ring Revolution Sabre spins in the sky. You stand up, grabbing the weapon as it starts to descend and with a quick flick of your wrist you draw the blade out fully.
>>6301255>>[SMALL ARMS PERMIT] | You figure it's best to match Jordann's energy since it might help you get employed. You reach for your waist and draw your ‘Ol reliable. An M3011 pistol. You spin it around your finger before slamming it on the table. Then you draw back the slide- just enough to show you carry with one in the chamber- since he definitely seems the type of guy to tweak out over that.GUN.
>>6301255>[BLADED WEAPONS PERMIT]
You reach for your waist and draw your ‘Ol reliable. An M3011 pistol. You spin it around your finger before slamming it on the table. The sound echoes throughout the room as Jordann looks down at your pristine firearm. Then you raise the weapon back up, continuing your spinning theatrics. One of Jordann's eyebrows raise as he slowly plucks his mega-cigarette out of his mouth. Suddenly- he contracts then extends his arm. A sharp screech, akin to a braking train, pierces your ears. And in the blink of an eye a G63 flies out from within his coat sleeve into his palm by a bracelet of sorts. The display makes you stop spinning instinctively. Your eyes dart from your gun to his and then into his eyes. They meet…MARY THE POPULAR“Mine's bigger.”. The corners of Jordann's lips lift and he can't help but let out a few smoker's-lung-riddled chuckles. If this was an actual shootout he would've knocked your head off clean but in a war of words and minds you always reign supreme.“You'd be shocked how many times a lady's told me that.” He holsters[/] his gun; sits back down, goes back to typing and you follow suit. “But I'd be in both of our interests for you to go back to being concise.” And just like that, he's back to business like the ordeal never happened. You do notice however, that he has begun filling out a bunch of sections on your file without asking you anything- just how much info can you deem or infer from one license? No point in questioning it though.“Two questions left. Have you ever had an encounter with a supernatural entity? Which is defined under section eight of the Defining Humanity Law as-”“Any human or animal that has been infected by the blood of a Vampire, Lycanthrope, Ghost or Necromancer.”"Yeah.">[AVOIDED THE SUPERNATURAL] | “Nope. Know nothing about them either.” Since you were fortunate enough to never have a hands-on experience with the supernatural you never felt the need to look much into it. And on the days where they talked about them in class you were doing much more important things- well important in regards to a teenage girl. >[THEORETICAL ENCOUNTERS] | “Never seen one in person but I've read up on them.” Through school, tales around town and personal research you can safely say that you're knowledgeable on the subject but who knows how much will hold up in the field.>[PERSONAL ENCOUNTER] | “Yeah… I bumped into one.” You don't like to talk about your encounter with the (write in). And you've done your best not to think about it.>[PERSONAL ENCOUNTER & OBSESSION] “Yeah. I bumped into one.” You don't like to talk about your encounter with the (write in). But after you survive an encounter with one of those things- any of them- you can't go back to normal. Weeks, months, years of your time in private was spent making sure that you'd be ready for the next time.
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>>6301651>>[PERSONAL ENCOUNTER & OBSESSION] “Yeah. I bumped into one.” You don't like to talk about your encounter with the (write in). But after you survive an encounter with one of those things- any of them- you can't go back to normal. Weeks, months, years of your time in private was spent making sure that you'd be ready for the next time.>Write-In: SASQUATCH
>>6301651>>[THEORETICAL ENCOUNTERS] | “Never seen one in person but I've read up on them.” Through school, tales around town and personal research you can safely say that you're knowledgeable on the subject but who knows how much will hold up in the field.
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>>6301651>[PERSONAL ENCOUNTER] | “Yeah… I bumped into one.” You don't like to talk about your encounter with the (write in). And you've done your best not to think about it.>Write-in: Something infected by the blood of a GhostLeaving the specifics of the creature to the QM.
>>6301651>>[PERSONAL ENCOUNTER] | “Yeah… I bumped into one.” You don't like to talk about your encounter with the (write in). And you've done your best not to think about it.Slit-Mouthed Woman
