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[sjm9876]

Answer: If anyone knows, they aren't telling

((And Powder Miner said after they were a norm. ))

[Remuthra]

Indeed it will be. I can't wait to try to convince donors to let me eat them .

[Criptfeind]

There we go, I accidentally deleted it once and I'm not sure if apps are still open, but at any rate, here is mine. I left a lot of stuff pretty vague, because I wasn't totally sure where the game is taking place, also because it's like two in the morning here.

Spoiler: Arther Penn (click to show/hide)

Name: Arther Penn

Appearance: A tall and thin man who looks somewhere in his late thirties, he has brown hair that hangs down only slightly below his ears. His dark eyes are often blood shot with dark bags underneath. Often his eyes show a far away look, as if he is contemplating something just past his sight... or not thinking about anything at all. But sometimes his eyes focus and a gleam of the predator enter them. His skin is stretched slightly too tightly over his bones and he always has a haggered look about him and typically has disheveled clothing and hair, all in all he seems like he has not slept for several days. He typically wears a tightly drawn smile stretching on his face, often twitching slightly.

Personality: Underneath a thin shell of reserve and dignity Arther has a energetic and excitable personality. He often struggles to hold his calm and avoid showing his feelings, which he sometimes can see as a embarrassment.

Backstory: Arther Penn was born to a old old family, a family of servants who worked for several extremely rich old families for more generations then any records shows. As a youth he was taught the proper place in life for himself was servitude to others, often had this beat into him as he showed a rebellious streak. He simply couldn't take a life of service and austerity as his family wanted though and left, sneaking out in the night and making his way to to the large cities and trying to find a life for himself there.

Eventually finding that his only marketable skills were ones that he couldn't bring himself to use he turned to crime, and found himself surprisingly good at it. Having a fast mind and a faster body. He found himself a expert thief. He found that life beyond his harsh upbringing was full of delights he had never imagined. He dabbled in lavish foods, women, alcohol, even dangerous stunts. But he found his niche of enjoyment in the form of drugs, which he fell deeply into. Time passed, and eventually he found that the cost of his vice slowly overwhelmed the gains he made with his skills. Struggling to make ends meet he was approached with a offer, his skills at getting in and out without being noticed could be put to better and more profitable usage. Instead of taking a object, he would take a life. Arthur thought about not doing it, but he had run out of money a few days ago, and part of the payment was offered in advance.

He found himself that night hopped up as high as he could afford with a bloody knife in his hand.

Over the course of roughly the next twenty years Arther found himself coming up in the world both in his personal life and professionally. Eventually becoming a respected paid killer for several drug cartels. At the same time his usage steady increased, seeking larger doses and more exotic experiences. His mind slowly wasted away over time, he found that he had to use more and more concentration aids when on a job, and sometimes days or weeks of time would slip past without his notice. Eventually even his body started wasting away, slowly losing the speed and skill with a blade that marked him in his youth. Arthur could feel his death slowly creeping up on him, and for all his fear he found he could barely even bring himself to care. That was at least until he had his first taste of blood.

A new drug out on the street. It was brought to him by a old acquaintance who knew he would want to try it, to try one last thing. It was like his skull was pried open and his brains bashed with brick of solid gold. His body gained back the speed and flexibility of his youth. It was the greatest rush he had ever felt and he absolutely knew from the first that he was hooked, but he was okay with that. He worked hard for the blood he could get, and when the secret of it came out could only barely feel his disgust he felt at it's source. He left on the hunt, killing the Donor was shockingly easy. He almost felt a pleasure that for the first time he was killing for himself instead of for someone else. He lost himself into the slaughter and into the blood. It wasn't until he found himself standing in a charnel house of blood and gore, a family of donor slaughtered down to the last child, that he pulled himself together. The blood had him in a deeper grip then anything had ever before he knew, and he struggled with even caring. He left then. He hasn't stopped drinking the blood since then, simply... moderated himself. Somewhat.

His long vacation is over though, he has been called back by the criminals he works for. He doesn't quite know where his future lays. He doesn't know where he wants it to lay.

Group: Vamp

Luck: 10/10 - your ability to escape harm aka HP.

Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 1
Charm: 0
Willpower: 1

Perks: Knife fighting. Athletics. Stealth.

Difficulty: Addiction: Blood is simply the latest in the long line of drugs that Arther has taken during his lifetime. Anything that can give a rush or a buzz, or better yet a promise of increased physical performance (or best yet, all three) has probably passed his lips, gone up his nose or been injected into his veins. Not only have the physical effects of this taken their toll on his body, causing addiction and a wrecking parts of his mind, but financially he has been ruined, and is now deep in the pocket of a number of dealers, from the lowest of street pushers to the highest of kingpins, he owes favors and is tied by need.

Blood: 1/5
Ability: The tainted flesh. Arthers body is deeply tainted by powerful drugs, from the roughest of heroin and meth from the street to the most refined experimental drugs synthesized in the most advanced laboratories. With the blood bonded to him and to it he can metabolize it impossibly quickly and thoroughly, abet at great cost to his body. (I'm unsure of the exact mechanical effect, I was thinking of something like I could burn luck to get bonuses to rolls.)

[Remuthra]

Yaay, friends!

[Criptfeind]

lol no. imagoing eat you too.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Okay, I'm actually going to finish Angel now!

Edit: Done, albeit in a hurry. Comments?

[sjm9876]

Looks alright. I'll start working on selections now. Further apps will be waitlisted.

[sjm9876]

Double post for acceptances.

Spoiler: Remuthra (click to show/hide)

Name: Jimmy "Twitch" Walkman
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Group: Vamp

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 1
Agility: 2
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 2
Charm: 5
Willpower: 2

Perks:
+1 Knives
+1 Conning
+1 Computers

Difficulty: I may have had some, erm, dealings with some people who are quite keen on my repaying certain, ahem, debts. Look, it's just a little misunderstanding. Even if they had it in for me, I'm sure we can clear this whole situation up. Just- Just forget about it, alright?

Blood: 1/5
Craving: 0
Ability: Lucky Break- This character has a knack for getting out of sticky situations. If his well-being is threatened, he can choose to roll twice instead of once, picking the best results out of the collective dice pool, twice per day. (Instead of rolling 3d6, the character would roll 6d6 and add together the three highest results.)

Inventory
Pocket knife
Handwritten repayment note

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Spoiler: Harbingerjm (click to show/hide)

Name: Iliana Tvera
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Group: Donor.

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 1
Agility: 1
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 4
Charm: 1
Willpower: 5

Perk: Medicine, computers, puzzles.

Difficulty: Waking from a long coma carries with it a number of problems, physical and mental. Waking from a long coma to find that society has turned into a filthy leech murder-fest and most of your family has disappeared is so very, very much worse. Needless to say, the last half-year has not been pleasant for her. Survival would be nice.

Inventory
£50

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Spoiler: Joben (click to show/hide)

Name: Randolph Carter
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Group: Normal

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 3
Agility: 2
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 2
Charm: 2
Willpower: 1

Perks:
Crafting/Common Tools - Professional skills from his hands on job, he knows his way around a toolbox and various metalworking implements.
Edged Weapons - He's a knife maker, even without much pre-crisis fighting experience he was intimately familiar with most bladed objects. Now-a-days he feels twitchy if he doesn't have one or three.
First Aid - A sensible person person with his line of work and outlook doesn't neglect learning how to stop bleeding, he's added in CPR and other basics.

Difficulty: He has an anxiety disorder. He can handle acute danger fairly well, but sometimes freaks out if he has time to worry about things. Medicine, catharsis or companions to talk to call all help, but he'll always worry.

Inventory
Stanley knife
Iron file

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Spoiler: Dwarmin (click to show/hide)

Name: Harry Jones
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Group: Normal

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 3
Agility: 3
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 3
Charm: 0
Willpower: 1

Perk:
+Guns/Harry is skilled in the use of a firearms from his years in service. Against a raging Vamp, you often only get one shot.
+Investigation/He long ago became accustomed to hunting for lawbreakers-background checks, collecting evidence, the works. He's noted Vamps tend to leave a messy trail that's easy to find, since they have no fear of consequence.
+Chemistry/The IOD had longer than most to actually study the Blood before it became a pandemic. Harry was at the front of this, looking for a 'cure'-either to make donors insoluble to Vamps, or to strip Vamps of their powers-or, at least a compound capable of injuring or killing them very quickly.

Difficulty: Harry is currently looking for a friend, one he once shared a romance with-his old partner Veronica Blue. She was knee deep in a dangerous Vamp disappearance case, having followed much the same path Harry did after they went separate ways. Now she's gone-and, he needs to find her.

Inventory
Pistol (6/10 - loaded/total)

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Spoiler: Giglamesh Despair (click to show/hide)

Name: Rick Haggard
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Group:Donor.

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 4
Charm: 0
Willpower: 1

Perks:Karate: +1 at combat when he has no weapons in his hands.
        Parkour practioner: +1 at jumping, running, climbing that sort of thing.
        Evasive +1 at dodging attacks.

Difficulty: His brother disappeared into hiding soon after this all began. Rick doesn't think he's dead: and he's desperate to find a member of his family still alive. Rick's ex-girlfriend, Sarah, is also hunting him in particular, and isn't too fussy what she destroys along the way.

Inventory
Stab jacket
Climbing gloves

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Spoiler: Criptfeind (click to show/hide)

Name: Arther Penn
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Group: Vamp

Luck: 10/10

Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 1
Charm: 0
Willpower: 1

Perks: Knife fighting. Athletics. Stealth.

Difficulty: Addiction: Blood is simply the latest in the long line of drugs that Arther has taken during his lifetime. Anything that can give a rush or a buzz, or better yet a promise of increased physical performance (or best yet, all three) has probably passed his lips, gone up his nose or been injected into his veins. Not only have the physical effects of this taken their toll on his body, causing addiction and a wrecking parts of his mind, but financially he has been ruined, and is now deep in the pocket of a number of dealers, from the lowest of street pushers to the highest of kingpins, he owes favors and is tied by need.

Blood: 1/5
Ability: The tainted flesh. Arthers body is deeply tainted by powerful drugs, from the roughest of heroin and meth from the street to the most refined experimental drugs synthesized in the most advanced laboratories. With the blood bonded to him and to it he can metabolize it impossibly quickly and thoroughly, abet at great cost to his body.
 Can expend luck or blood at will. Gain a +1 bonus to a roll for each point of blood or life used.

Inventory
Butterfly knife

- Is the mechanic ok?

Relationships
Good *2 (Go both ways)
Dwarmin - Joben
Joben - Harbingerjm
Harbingerjm - Remuthra
Remuthra - Criptfeind
Criptfeind - Giglamesh Despair
Giglamesh Despair - Dwarmin

Bad (One way only)
Dwarmin -> Criptfeind
Criptfeind -> Harbingerjm
Harbingerjm -> Dwarmin
Joben -> Giglamesh despair
Giglamesh Despair -> Remuthra
Remuthra -> Joben

Feel free to sort out the specifics of these yourselves.

Apps were chosen by RNG in the end.

[Maxinum McDreich]

DAMN YOU DICE GODS!!!

[GiglameshDespair]

Wow, I'm friends with a vamp. That's unexpected. Though both me and Criptfeind were criminals before, so it makes sense, really.
Dwarmin both is looking for someone, so we have common ground there, and is looking for a way to make donors non edible for vamps. Seems good.

Not surprised I hate Ramuthra. Damn leech!

And Joben... I may have broken into your shop before, but it ain't like that's a reason to hate me now, is it?

[Remuthra]

Maybe I owe you money or something? C'mon, guy, I-I'm just tr-trying to make a living here. Not like that Randolph nut.

[Criptfeind]

Is the mechanic ok?

Yeah, that's pretty much exactly what I was thinking as far as burning luck for bonus goes. The burning blood part is probably pointless though, since it acts as such a major advantage, it would probably lower my stats way more then a +1 would be worth. But. That doesn't really matter since the burning of luck is what I was after anyways.

As for relations I was thinking something along the lines of (obviously from the prospective of my character, your own prospects may or may not agree with my characters thoughts on the events and I'm not really sure at all if any of it is appropriate for your back stories.)

Rick Haggard: This guy was just a kid when Arther found himself drifting away from his old thieving circles, but a promising one at that. He was going to be one of the quickest burglars Arther had ever seen, including himself. Arther became quite fond of the young man, and after he moved up and away he still kept in contact. Arther even had given a thought to trying to bring him into the business of death, before he was picked up at a botched job and thrown away to cool his heels for a couple of years. Arther still wrote and received the occasional letter, and now that he had been released Arther had given thought to trying to track him down and reestablish their friendship, maybe even bring him back in.

[Dwarmin]

Humm...tell me if this works for you guys.

Harry's Connections

Rick Haggard: A bridge too far
When Rick came to harry asking for help to find his brother, he was all to pleased to accept-but, the trail had gone long cold. It was difficult to even find a trace of the men-the pair ended up working together, using their unique skills to try and determine what happened. They made a fair partnership-despite their difficulties. A petty criminal and a former law enforcer don't always get along...but, as Harry likes to remind him, he's retired.

Harry's vowed not to stop until he reunites the brothers...but, he has someone of his own to rescue now-something he doesn't think is a coincidence. His missing partner was also looking into the disappearance-and, It seems anybody who gets too close vanishes...

This is one case Harry wants to close the books on before he does too.

Randolph Carter: Concerned Citizen
Harry met Randolph many years ago-the humble knife maker reporting a disturbance in his neighborhood that led to an arrest-a time where most people kept quiet, it was a courageous act. It was a binding moment, but only until after the cataclysm did they truly become friends. Worried the man would become a vigilante with no moral center, he carefully guided and helped him-offering him a release for the anxiety, anger and helplessness boiling inside. Since then, he's considered Randolph both a dependable man to have by his side and a true friend.

Arthur Penn: The One that got away
One of the IOD's rare successes has always stood out in Harry's mind as a good day-they had taken down a mob syndicate, halted the pushing of drugs, and perhaps given some people a chance to catch a breathe before the plunge.

But Arthur Penn, a hired hitman with a fatal resume and a blood addiction somehow slipped through the cracks. Was it luck or something more? Harry's never forgotten the mans face when he was found not guilty-shame and triumph. As far as Harry's concerned, the mans a serial killer...a mad dog...and someone needs to put him down. Unfortunately, fish are fried in order of how large they are.

[GiglameshDespair]

Sounds good to me, Criptfeind.

Why Rick Haggard likes Arther Penn: A old friend and mentor for Ricks's burgeoning days as a petty thief. When Rick moved away, he pretty much lost contact. Sure, there were the occasional letters, but Rick was never a social animal. He lost contact completely when he was arrested, though he always liked the guy.

Why Rick Haggard likes Harry Jones: Not having a clue where his brother had gone, Rick was dead in the water: no leads, no friends, and expecting to have a vamp rip out his jugular every day. Until he noticed a small advertisement in the Yellow Pages: Harry Jones, private detective - specialising in missing persons. With nothing left to lose, he made the call. They worked together quite a while, despite their moral differences, though it came to nothing. Now Harry's lost someone too, and suggests that they might be connected: If so, Rick do what ever he can to help Harry find his ex-partner.

Why Rick Haggard hates Jimmy "Twitch" Walkman: Rick never dabbled too deeply into the darker parts of the criminal underground, but he did occasionally lend some money - and if someone couldn't pay, well, the police tended to get tips the debtor had some goods that had been recently stolen....
One of these debtors was Jimmy Walkman. He borrowed the max, and didn't pay back. Rick was planning for him to be found with some illegal substances when the police caught up with him instead. By the time he got out of prison, the vamp situation was critical and Walkman was god-knows-where. Still, Rick hasn't forgotten, and he firmly believes in the repaying of debts. With the discovery that Walkman is now a vamp, Rick's dislike has crystallised into disgusted hatred.

[Criptfeind]

Jimmy "Twitch" Walkman: A old friend to Arther, a fellow, shall we say "aficionado" of the finer things in life. Quite a handly fellow to have around, with a wealth of pharmaceutical knowledge and a few contacts in that area. He and Arther have done experiments together in the past, and the blood was just another in the long line of questionable ideas they went into together. Once the actual source of the blood came out they sometimes went hunting together, although Arther was shocked at Jimmy's acceptance of it's source. Who knew the little man had the stomach for drinking the blood of others?

Iliana Tvera: A smart little chit, who Arther has slowly started burning with hate for. Near the start of chaos the Arther heard rumors that a hospital with a motherload, someone in the hospital was doing testing on donor blood and they had somehow amassed a huge freezer full of blood bags of it. It was enough to keep him in constantly fresh blood for months! Arther snuck in and was in the process of trying to find a way to remove his bounty when this girl stumbled upon him. At first he thought it wasn't a big deal, just a neck to snap before he moved on. But the girl was smart, she knew that she couldn't stand up to a vamp in a straight on fight, she lead him away from the freezer. Arther was careless in stalking her, arrogant in his supposed superiority. She trapped him in a reenforced observation room in a rarely used corner of the hospital that she had acquired the keys to but he had no way out. He was trapped for three days before found and let out the girl had moved on and the freezer was unpowered, spoiling all the blood. A few bribes and favors called in got him free of the police long enough to skip town, but not before he managed to get the name of the girl and the interesting fact that she is probably a Donor. Arther has since vowed to track her down and extract every last wasted drop from her before he lets her die.

Harry Jones response: Sounds good Dwarmin.