You remember...
(3)Name: Roger MacCurren
Your name is Roger MacCurren. Although, most people don't know that and have less friendly names for you. They're just jealous.
(6)Race: kobold
Because you are the epitome of kobold excellence. You are strong (for a kobold), smart (for a kobold), and the other kobolds envy you. However, they feel you are wasting your potential and some of them shun you.
(5)Gender: Male
You are a rather attractive (for a kobold) er, kobold. Many lament that if only you had a REAL job, they would be all over you. Nonetheless, in areas where your past is not known, you can make a good impression.
(1)Class: Ninja
(6)Class: Naruto Cosplayer
While you're not, technically, a ninja (yet) you idolize Naruto. You are able to mimic his appearance and mannerisms perfectly. (Which is weird, because you're a kobold...) In fact, you do so well that you attract both the fangirls and Naruto's enemies, the... erm... ((GM hasn't actually watched Naruto. >.>)) And some people expect you to actually have ninja skills, which is a problem.
(2)Skill 1: Parkour+
Insurmountable chest-high walls are your arch-nemesis.
(2)Skill 2: Poison Mastery
You think adding salt to someone's drink is fatal.
(2)Skill 3: Deathly Diplomatic
And your idea of "diplomacy", deadly or not, is to barge in shouting "Believe it!" before throwing rubber shuriken.
Skipping optional bio for now.
You open your eyes...
(5) And see that you're in a well-kept, if modest inn. You remember the events of last night... the innkeeper is a big fan of Naruto and let you stay for free! And you got to know a couple fangirls in the area, who bought you your drinks. You had a great time and didn't spend a penny on it. Who needs skills when you have the power of Naruto?
(Special) GM gives you 2 Awesome Points ((1 for the 1 roll, and 1 for the 3 fail skills. Seriously, dice... xD))
You remember...
(2)Name: Clock of the Wlack
Your name is "Clock of the Wlack"... but, nobody calls you that because you can't really speak. Cluck.
(3)Race: Giant Barbecue Chicken
You are a rather large chicken that is, from time to time, covered in BBQ sauce.
(3)Gender: Male
You are male as far as anyone wants to check. Most people don't.
(1)Class: Gizzard Wizard
(4)Class: Pastamancer
Despite being a chicken, you're a pretty decent pastamancer. You're trying to get people to eat more starch, and less chicken.
Skills [3]:
(2)Saucery
You delved a bit into the sister art of the sauceror. However, you find that BBQ sauce doesn't go well with pasta.
(1)Clubbery
(6)Pastery
Not to be confused with "pastry", you are a phenomenal pastamancer. So much so that people come to you asking you to solve world hunger and the Flying Spaghetti Monster feels like you're encroaching on its territory. But you simply love pasta.
(5)Wizardy
Of course, the pasta can do things too. Like attack people. Or trip them. Should anyone cross you, the sight of a chicken wielding magical noodles usually sends them screaming in the other direction.
Flavor Bio (Optional): Bawwwk *sizzle*
(5) You find yourself in the kitchen of your restaurant. Must have dipped into the cooking sherry again. However, it's a nice day, things seem to be in order, and you're ready to make a killing again by selling fine conjured pasta to hundreds of customers. It's never been so easy to make money.
(Special) GM gives you 2 Awesome Points (tm).
You remember...
(3)Name: Flamberg
Your name is Flamberg, although some people annoy you by getting it wrong, as "Flambe". Or "Flameberg" or... well, it's hard to pronounce.
(3)Race: Tsukumogami (Sword) (Pretty much a magical sword old enough to be sentient)
You are a Tsukumogami, although some people confuse you for a Honedge. The differences are minor enough that you let it slide.
(5)Gender: Sword
You are a beautiful specimen of a sword, though. Many people are intrigued by an illustrious gleam and want you for their collection (until you remind them that you're sentient)
(5)Class: Historian
Being unaging, you have picked up a spectacular array of historical information. Some of it is useful, and some isn't, but other historians like to come to you for the first-hand account. Your insight into the wars that you were involved in is especially interesting.
Skills [3]:
(5)Swording Things (... Its a sword)
You have been honed to a fine edge and can chop through things just as well, if not better, than any normal sword.
(1)Magical Projection (For a body)
(1)...
(3)Random Trivia
Being around so long has given you time to fill your brain with completely random trivia of all kinds! If this world had Jeopardy you'd totally rock, but as it is it's hard to find a use for the knowledge.
(4)Fire Magic (Its a MAGICAL sword)
You're also adept at fire magic when slashing things just doesn't work out. You do a pretty serviceable job.
Flavor Bio (Optional): An ancient sword that has been used by many great heroes and villains in the past. Has picked up a passion for history over the ages.
(2) You're startled awake by pain. Evidently some idiot found you somewhere while you were out and decided you looked like a good sword to temper, so he brought you to the blacksmith. And OW OW GODDAMNIT OW IT HURTS.
(Special) GM gives you 2 Awesome Points (tm)
You remember...
(4)Name: Ansel's law
You are... Ansel's law? That's right. ((I'm a little out of my league doing fluff for this one. Touche, ShadowDragon. XD))
(4)Race: Mathematical formula
You are an ordianry (besides being sentient) formula.
(5)Gender: None
You are confident in your lack of gender, as a previously abstract concept. Your complexities intrigue the scientists.
(2)Class: Seer
You only recently gained sentience, so your abilities as of yet are fairly limited.
Skills [3]:
(3)Telekinesis
You are beginning to grasp how to move physical objects with your mind, which is good because you don't really have any other way to move them.
(6)Summoning
You can summon an amazing variety of objects, both real and unreal, from this realm and from others. However, some things were not meant to be in this world, and you don't always know what the consequences would be until it's too late.
(1)Precognition
(3)Postcognition
You have a decent ability to see things that occured in the past. Whether this is useful to you remains to be seen.
Flavor Bio (Optional): A formula describing the expansion of planes, which has gained sapience.
(3)You regain consciousness on the elemental planes of mathematics. While it is safe here, there isn't really much to do here... you'll probably want to head elsewhere.
You remember...
(6)Name: Cheesecake
Your full, proper name is, of course, "Cheesecake the Divinely Delicious Dairy Dessert Deity", but that's a mouthful. It also tends to annoy some people, especially the actual dairy deity. But you wear the name proudly, for there are none like you.
((I had been waiting for someone to roll a 6 on name XD))
(5)Race: Cheesecake
You are a magnificent cheesecake masterpiece. Many come to taste the wonders, but then you remind them that would kinda hurt and they wouldn't want to insult you, would they?
(2)Gender: Cheesecake
...does cheesecake have a gender?
(6)Class: Bloodthirster
Unbeknownst to the average person, you are a talented bloodthirster. However, these abilities come at a cost. You are so talented that blood often spontaneously bursts out of people that you walk by. You play it off as divine dairy retribution but some are still suspicious.
Skills [3]:
(1)Summoning
(6)Curdling
You're cheesecake! You have cheese powers that can instantly turn any milk into cheese. Or any other substance that can be curdled including literally curdling blood. Blood cheesecake is quite delicious. The angry mobs it causes are not.
(6)Blood Magic
You have complete mastery over blood, bending it into forms or siphoning it from your enemies with ease. You're so good at this that you're constantly hunted by vampires (and not the sparkly kind) who want to use your skills for their own needs.
(6)Screaming
Yours are the screams that will pierce the heavens! ...literally. Just another reason for the dairy diety to hate you. As if your natural curdling powers aren't enough, your screams cause the blood of everyone around you to curdle. Before they explode. Well, sometimes.
Flavor Bio (Optional): A cheesecake warlock who screams. Yes.
(5) You awake safe and sound in your rotund, cheesecake-shaped home. Considering the number of people who are pissed off at you and probably want you dead, the GM considers this worth a roll of 5 all by itself. You remind yourself that passing out drunk is a very poor idea.
(Special) The GM, by rules, is supposed to give you an Awesome Point. However, he's terrified by your dice rolls and decides you need nerfs. You get -1 Awesome Point. ((Seriously, all those sixes o.o))
((No skill modifiers in this round since it's a new rule, and nobody got to specify/justify choices. I'll start next round))
Hmm, so how in the nine circles of Hell do I get out of here? I wonder if I could get a better look of my surroundings?
Get off bed. Explore surroundings.
(4) You look out the window and see that there's a guarded garden there. You're on the second floor, so it's too far to jump. Besides the four-poster bed you were on and some dressers, there's not much else in here. The door is closed, and unfortunately you can't quite reach the handle.
Wow, the guy who set out making a graceful elven swordmaster ended up with a better barbarian than the guy who chose to make a barbarian
Ask the man what happened.
(5)"What happened?" the man says. "A hell of a party, that's what happened. My son came of age to drink and begged me to hire you. I can't say as I'm disappointed. Everyone had a great time. Shame about the mess, but we didn't hire you to clean. No worries. Before I forget, here's your pay."
You receive 100 gold coins!
Check what food supplies they have.
(2) This is a big, unfamiliar estate, and you quickly get lost trying to find your way down to the kitchen... you end up turned around in a hallway with 3 doors on each side. It looks like the woman from last night is coming up the stairs... perhaps you could ask her?
((I was trying to make a graceful human swordmaster, but this turned out better than I could have imagined. Other than being an elf. Maybe I should change my name to Cacame.))
Stand up and grab Skullsmasher, then take a look at my surroundings.
((You are welcome to use an Awesome Point to change your race, but I quite like the manly-man elf.
Your call though))
(5) You easily heft Skullsmasher over your left shoulder, where it rests. You used to have a strap for it on your back but it appears the gang from last night stripped you of it. You look around the clearing and your elven senses pick up the tracks, heading southeasterly from here. You bet you can follow them back to the inn you were at, or at least a nearby town. Maybe someone there knows what happened to your stuff.
"Rawflg," Klint Bloodmurderer intones calmly at the guards. Just another manic Monday morning.
Walk away. If somebody charges me, commence deadly defensive flailing with obscenely muscular arms.
(6) The guards stare at you, unable to comprehend what you just said. (It means "Bastards" in your native tongue). As you turn to leave, one of the foolhardy guards approaches you, blade drawn. You instinctively backhand him and he goes flying through the rest of the guards behind them, then into a burnt wreck of a building, smashing through a wall. The impact causes the remnants of the building to collapse with a loud crash. One of the few guards still conscious pulls out a crystal and holds it to his face. In a wavering voice, he says "We need backup. Send in the wyvern riders." Uh oh. Those guys are the best of the best. You must have left quite an impression. It won't take long for them to get here. You'd better run.
((Whew. I hate to put a moratorium on new players, but I may have to for a little bit. The chargen especially just takes so much time. Maybe if I actually made it minimalist like I was supposed to...
))