Name: Old Man Bridger
History: -Engaging First-person Monologue-
It was a cold gray September morning when I came outside to realize it had been taken. My entire collection of vintage lawn ornaments, stolen in the night! I knew it was those damned religious nuts over in the building down the road. Damned crazy scientologists over there were always parading about with rare lawn statues and such. They took my '97, my '86, even my '53 collectors' flamingo! I knew something had to be done. A man doesn't take another man's decorations. That's a capital crime in Florida, and this place sure is sunny. I strapped on my glove and picked up my gun, and headed down the road.
Items:
Leather Glove, Black Fedora, Gray Wifebeater, Pink Bathrobe, Gray Cargo Pants, Pink Bunny Slippers, ID Card, Wallet, '90s cell phone, Bottle of Whiskey, .357 S&W Magnum(2d6), Combat Knife(LW,1d6), Sasha, Celine, Mr. Smith, Eric Clapton, Joan, Bill Nye, Henderson, Little Joe (Combat Fitted) (Sub machine gun 1d10)
Guns: 20
Melee: 10
Agility: 35
Knowledge: 10
Charisma: 15
Abilities:
Duel Wield
You jump to the side, over the decorative brick wall and hide your head under your hands. You manage to say a line that takes several seconds to say in a fraction of a second before that, of course. There is a large flash of light, even brighter then the fire still raging on behind you, and a loud "bang". They should call those things boombrights or something.
Immediately after the explosives went off, you can hear the shrieking of your falcons. Temporary blinded, deafened, and incredibly angry, they start tearing apart the yard with the force of a bomb, hitting anything that could get in the way. You see one of the officers knocked down and the other carrying him away with a look of utter panic on his face, with the young officer following a little bit behind. The two middle aged officers drive away in the police car, while the third one gets into a combat crouch and readies his gun, looking around for you.
Your falcons continue to rage in the yard. What do you do now?
Note: I may or may not have confused hawks and falcons several times while writing this. Just noticed I did so in the last one.
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Name: Aiden Wainright
History: An Ex-English teacher who after getting fired because he mouthed of the head head of the school-board became a PMC after his entire squad was massacred by various Eldritch beings. He has since been tracking down any he can find and making sure they cease to exist.
Items:
-A Barrett M107A1 with bipod and custom carrying case labeled with Fenris in large gothic font. (2d12)
-A Beretta M9A1 (1d10)
-An ACU (Army Combat Uniform) with an Advanced Combat Helmet with goggles and balaclava.
-A large black trenchcoat with no pockets.
-And a large Malamute that follows him everywhere.
Armor: 5
Guns:35
Melee:0
Agility:10
Knowledge:25
Charisma:30
Abilities: One Shot, One Kill
The hole the monster made when it dive bombed you. Not much of a hole, but it took out the grass and would no doubt be noticeable. At least, I am pretty sure that happened.
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It takes little effort to find were the camera is controlled, it states it obviously right by the video. The information put up as part of the park program, as part of a study by a university student who is also a political activist with some connections. It was put directly below the normal security camera on the street light. However, there was a small controversy a while back, many people didn't like having a private camera watching them. So in the end it was decided that it was unable to record anything, becoming a live camera only. Any recording it would have would be deleted....but maybe the security camera has something.
You check the number on the page. It is pretty low, just ten views today including your own. It isn't a very popular page, considering there isn't very many reasons to look at a park this time of year. There is a comment section, that suggests most people come on to find lost dogs, see how crowded the park is today, and tourist looking for information about it. It is possible that nobody even saw your battle, which would have been over in minutes.
What do you do now?
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Name: Benny Silverman
History: Benny is your average American jocky. He was captain of the baseball minor league, from getting home run streaks, running across the field at super sonic speeds, and running up walls just to get a ball. One lovely moon-shined night, he survived a horde of ravenous pack of fans. He made it to his car and got in. He sat in the seat, reminising in the days of his early 20th youth. Life was good, but when took his keys out his pocket, one glance away from the stadium's parking lot, that all changed!
He steadily put the keys in and started the car. When he looked up, he saw a female figure in the darkness. "Darn it, not another hoped up crazed fan!" When he turned on the head lights it was his best love struck mistake of his life. The female as evidentced that gender, by the feminine tone. At first he was dumb-founded by her monsterous features. She had bat-like wings. She was short and had green skin. Her mouth had large canine teeth and 4 horns protuding for her head. The monster intentions were to hunt humans tonight, but... something in throbbed when see gazed up the mortal... Something see never felt and whole heartedly enjoyed. Even for a mighty and monsterous Siinik (made it up) she felt shyness, something see ownly felt in her fledgling age.
Ben proceeded to emerge from his car, not even being fazed by her appearance. He held his hand out and she oblidged. After that night they had it steady for 2 years. But that faithful day......came... They were having a picnic in broad daylight, they didn't care what people thought.
"Your so funny Ben!" She exclaimed has she fed him a strawberry.
"All jokes aside Dina.... I envited you to hear to ask you something." He kneeled down and slowly slid his hand down his pocket. Dina clutched her chest in self-awareness of the life memory about to happen.
" Will you marr...." Benny mechanically and fearfully looked up and could not believe his eyes. It was a giant mass floating blob, angerily charging toward Benny and Dina. Dina noticed Benny's reaction and looked behind her. She gasped fearfully surprised.
"FATHER!" She melancholiedly screamed. As soon as any of them could react, the mass glop floated down to the park, scaring the other inhabinents of the park. He snatched Dina and flew away with her before saying this: " I will not let my daughter be defiled by a mere mortal human!"
Ben could not believe what event had just took place, untill he was snapped back to life by the screams of Dina.
"Dina, no, come back!" Ben even for his athletic career only could feablely made slight chase.
Dina concentracted her cosmic powers and spoke to Ben, miles up the sky. "Ben.....find....-he..tower..."
Ben watched has the love of his life was tooken from him. Flown away. From that day Ben quit his career, geared up in nothing but his baseball wear and started his quest..
Inventory: Baseball uniform, umpire vest, metallic baseball bat, fire ball scrollx2( His uncle is a pyro-soldier gave limited supplies), re-inforced baseball helmet, hard leg-guards, wallet; picture of Dina and Ben at beach, 136 dollars, hard elbow guards, and little boxed wedding band.(Quest Item)
Guns: 0; Never got the chance of using one
Melee: 40+10=50
Agility:25
Knowledge:5
Charisma:15
Attributes: Ancestorally Warriored: Bens Silverman's blood line of warrior ancestry gives him a +10 in melee combat!
Alright, I will try to start you off right.
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You look around the empty street. Something feels off. Nothing felt right since she was taken from you, but this feels especially wrong.
It is raining hard. Thunder makes itself known every few minutes. The rain makes it harder to see, with the world around you being incredibly dark, despite the desperate attempts of the street lights to illuminate the ground below them.
There is a flash of lightning. You see someone. Two people, covered in heavy rain gear, at the end of the street. They are just standing there, motionless. You can't see anything besides the cloths. Once the temporary illumination subsides, you can no longer see them. You continue on your path, ignoring them from now. Another flash. They are illuminated again, this time halfway down the street. You notice now that they are much taller then normal humans-maybe seven feet tall. The light lasts for but a second, you are barley able to see them this time.
You start rushing. You hear a small voice above the pattering of the rain. "Kill him hihihihi....." it whispers harshly....Your instincts only tell you the obvious: Your in danger.
What do you do now?
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