Sounds fun. Its either that or I am just here to take a character sheet and block it from someone who really wants it
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Name: Thomas Lachance
Appearance: Medium height and build, with a sightly scruffy face. Young looking, with messy light brown hair and tan skin.
Background: In one word, Tom is an "Outdoorsman". In two, he is a "Crazy Survivalist". Born in the boonies of Idaho, his prepper parents followed the post 9/11 survivalist boom spending much of Tom's childhood warning him of the dangers of energy shortages and bird flue while teaching him a variety of useful information for how to survive an apocalypse. Aside from that, it was a fairly normal rural upbringing, full of hunting and fishing and normal high schools. Well one normal high school, at least, which he passed slightly-above-average. He had just moved out of his parents bunker home to an out of the way place. Just as he was deciding what to do with his life, go to college or join the military, things took a turn for the unexpected and he ended up here. He has almost as many fears as he has guns, and he has plenty of guns. 19 years old, having spent a year working in a feed mill to fund whatever step is next in his life (and his ammunition expenses, though his parents helped a bit with that). Enjoys root beer and red meat. Never very good with women, had high school crushes that never went anywhere.
Stigma:
Be Prepared! Tom is capable of manifesting useful supplies out of thin air. They supplies are fairly limited, but practical when paired with pre-existing items. He can't pull out a machine gun or attack helicopter, but can pull out ammunition and fuel that makes their use more viable, for example. Other items effected by this power include food, medical supplies, purified water, batteries, simple tools, and other things you would expect to find in a survivalist stockpile.
Uh, lets say at high Mania he is capable of pulling out temporary weapons/explosives/armor of incredibly high caliber, such as an arsenal of miniature nuclear weapons, black hole grenades, anti-matter bullets, and other equipment of the appropriate strength.
Blessing:
Guns!
Inventory: Survival knife, Swiss army knife, wallet (leather, $20/drivers license/shooting range card), truck keys (with flashlight attachment), smartphone, small gold ring (for when hyperinflation makes the paper money useless, of course). To his horror, no guns :0. The troubles of EDC when you are too young for a concealed carry license. A pair of camo cargo pants, combat boots, camo t-shirt, and large flannel coat.