Name: Karen Zale
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance: Straight bown hair that falls down to the jawline before stopping, Shining green eyes, dark skin with few blemishes, Wiry physique.
Personal information: Karen, in a nutshell, is a bag of rage, rage, explosives, more rage and rage. With extra rage. Simply put, without rage Karen would be a normal, productive member of society. Unfortunately, that isn't the case. Over a series of property damages and murders, which culimated in a massive wave of bombings in a CBD (No-one, at this point, has had the guts to ask what started that chain of events.) In which after taking several traquiliser darts meant for larger creatures (Such as orcas, whale sharks and humpback whales) she was captured (After jaywalking across the street away from the bombings infront of a police vehicle.). Then some dumbarse thought it would be a good idea to put her into penal labor in which she can obtain firearms, explosives and in general things she can kill with. Only time with tell if that dumbfuck gets sent here as well. Oh, and if Karen survives to get back into this job again, but that's not important.
Reason assigned to HMRC: 3 counts of Terrorism, 159 counts of murder, 87 counts of vandalism, 91 counts of arson, 13 counts
of identity theft, 372 counts of armed robbery, 62 counts of grand theft auto,81 counts of burgulary and one count of jaywalking.
Stats:
-Strength: 5
-Dexterity: 3
-Endurance: 3
-Charisma: 3
-Intelligence: 3
-Willpower: 3
Skills: (Any skills not indicated are at 0)
- Unconventional Weapons: 2
- Conventional Weapons: 1
- Intuition: 2
Profession: Mercenary
-Intuition, Conventional weapons: +1
-Medical, Handiwork: -1
Got it by the way. Sorry I forgot to say so yesterday, I was a bit tired.
Feel free to start wandering around,spending your money and punching people in the face.
((Zako assumed Bishop saw them; we didn't actually get confirmation from PW or Bishop's talking sheep.
The sheep knows all.))
He saw them.
Stop Bishop from mugging Mesk through distraction.
"Hey, Bishop. Want to see something really... uh... interesting?"
Uh...now what would a god distraction be? [int:2-1] AH! You've got it now!
"Hey, Bishop! Check out my fist!" You shout while punching him in the face. [str:5+1] [bishop end:6] Bishop's head whips around, his nose breaking with a crunch. A moment later he straightens back up and turns to you, casually jamming his nose back into place.
"Huh. I see. Did you tell her that you got it after touching a strange artefact or something that you got recently? Anyway, I guess I could spare a moment."
Follow Timmy at a distance after popping 2 more pills.
You pop some more anti-pychotics as you follow Timmy. You have a strange feeling you'll need them.
The moment of truth! Show Mr. Pillow to Bishop.
"I made it myself! Well, I re-made it myself."
As you walk into the hanger (which is where it is if you read bacK) you motion for Bishop to stay at the door. This is the sort of thing that is best shown as a surprise! You walk over to where you left Mr.pillow, hidden behind a parked shuttle, and pop around the corner with a grin.
"Hey Mr. Pillow! I've got a friend for you!"
Mr. Pillow is sitting in a pool of blood and bile, unmoving.
Wander by in time to see Mr. Pillow's grand debut.
You walk into the hanger and bump into Bishop, who is standing in the doorway.
"Whats going on?"
"Timmy's gonna show me something."
"What?"
"I dunno."
"Huh."
You decide to stick around and see what it is.
Sit and wait.
You sit against the checkout and close your eyes, listening. It's gonna be a while, they have to come back from where they're hiding. You settle in for the night, listening to the soft grinding of the concrete weevils until you fall asleep. You wake up to the sound of glass breaking under foot somewhere in the store.
Eat food then go to armoury.
"Do you have any trench coats?"
You shovel the food into your face-it tastes weirdly familiar-before heading to the armory and asking about a trenchcoat.
"We've got a civic defender's longcoat." The armory master replies, "You know, reactive ballistic fabric."