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[SuperDino85]

”Make noise? Break things? Gimme a CHALLENGE, pal! I could totally do some scaring! I mean look at me!”

Grin menacingly for a moment

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Kongor X (Couldn't think of a better name, mostly)
Species: Intelligent Gorilla
Job: Trained warrior
Trait: Very LIMITED magic ability (When in a fight, he can turn his anger into a blast of fire, ice, or electricity that generates from his fists or whatever weapon he's using to use on his foes. The effects happen randomly i.e. he might want to freeze something but instead it might explode)

Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1

Equipment:
Standard melee weapon: a dual ended mace
Standard armor set: The kind of metal plating that would fit a gorilla
50 leftover monies

[piecewise]

Spoiler: Mr. Itch (click to show/hide)

Name: Mr. Itch
Animal Species: Roach
Size: Intimidating, borderline distressing Girth. (8ft)
Job / Class: Smash.
Special Trait: Extremely Robust:  Immune to petty things like pain, illness, blood loss, decapitation, radiation, fear, doubt, mercy, etc.

Stats
Mind:0
Strength: 4
Dexterity:0

Equipment (start with 100 monies)
Standard Armor (-40)
Big Ass Metal Club (-10)
Fancy Fitted suit  and fashionable hat (-5?)
45 remaining.

Things Mr. Itch is
Mute, Polite, Practical, Questionably Amoral

Things Mr. Itch is not
Hesitant, Fearful, Respectful of personal space, Easily Comprehensible

Mr. Itch finishes off his cone of water before carefully folding the paper remains into a small pellet and eating them.

“What are our rules of engagement? As in, what kind of lethality are we aiming for, or would be acceptable?”

Mr. Itch stands up and walks over to this critter. He stands over her for a good few seconds before placing a big finger on top of her head, pointing down at her. He nods towards her and then faces the cat and cocks his head to the side in an exaggerated questioning pose.

[KitRougard]

Spoiler: Kit (click to show/hide)

Name: Kitsugare "Kit""
Animal Species: Snow Fox
Size: A bit small.
Job/Class: Spellcaster
Trait: Natural Spellcasting (Kit already has the basics of spellcasting down, and knows Mage Hand as a cantrip. This cantrip summons an ghostly hand that can interact with the world on behalf of its summoner. Who knows what else Kitsugare'll learn...)

Stats:
Mind: 3
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 1

Equipment:
Spell Book - A faded, pastel pink book, with a broken clasp where a lock would go. Normally tied shut with a long blue ribbon. Has straps so he can Mage Hand it to be carried on his back. Written in a code only he knows, or so he claims. "I can't tell you how aggravating it is to rely on paper to remember my spells. But at least I crammed Mage Hand into my skull..."
Focus - A really nice vape pen, long emptied of juice. "If you hold it in your mouth long enough, you can start to taste the knowledge of the old days... It's kinda fruity and sweet."
Melee Weapon - Mildly enchanted Bowie Knife with a faintly glowing 7 on the handle. "That's the number of people who've tried to touch my book... and failed. Care to make it 8?"
30 Monies

"Yeah, how dead can we make this gang? Also, I'm new to town, and I could use a map or directions or something... I, uh, came in here on accident at first, then figured I should stick around."

[HmH]

"Hmm. You know how people tend to go way overboard if they're ordered to engage in violence with no limitations on what they can do?" Gershom always found that a fascinating phenomenon, one of the strongest indications that villainy and intelligence were somehow connected. Non-sentient animals didn't show it; even if trained to fight, they mostly acted within the limits of their training. Sentients, though - sentients had an almost unlimited capacity for misinterpreting an order.
But... if left unchecked, that phenomenon would give the cat an excuse to dock their pay. Gershom wasn't about to let that happen.
"Unless you're testing us for that, let's draw a definite hard line. How much damage is too much? Arson? Murder? Broken brakes on otherwise untouched trucks? Completely natural crustacean forgetfulness resulting in gas explosions?"

Spoiler: Gershom Sauermann, Hypnotist (click to show/hide)

Name: Gershom Sauermann
Animal Species: Intelligent Raven
Size: 24 inches from bill to tail
Job / Class: Hypnotherapy Postgraduate / Mental Wizard
Special Trait: Voice of Sauermann - if I pick my words carefully and control my tone of voice, I can speak in such a way that anyone hearing me will feel a strong, deep desire to agree without thinking.

Stats
Mind: 4
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 0

Equipment
Magic Focus (Mental Magic): a walnut-sized crystal ball fitted to a collar, which shows anything I want it to show and magically attracts the attention of anyone who sees it.
Spellbook (Mental Magic): an enormous, horribly dry monography on all the spells that were ever known to influence minds. It's a great aid in hypnosis, since it drives lesser minds into stupor within minutes of trying to read it.
Robert Smith: a heavy-set orangutan with a football player's build and some neatly trimmed, polished nails. He is enthralled by equal amounts of magic and reason, and believes that I always have the best idea on what to do.

[ziizo]

Spoiler: Gala (click to show/hide)

Name: Gala
Animal Species: Intelligent Galapagos Turtle
size: Big
Job / Class: Tank/Meatshield
Special Trait: Taunt: Force enemies to only attack Gala next turn

Stats (4 points to spend as you see fit. Stats start at 0. 0 is 'average, or maybe a little less')
Mind:1
Strength: 3
Dexterity:0

Equipment: standard armor set (40 monies), autonomous helper bot (50 monies), 10 spare monies

"Which bus or train would left us there?"

[Naturegirl1999]

Name: Lenora
Animal Species: Intelligent Cardinal ((Cardinalis cardinalis)
size: Slightly smaller than average
Job / Class: Scientist
Special Trait: Double Team. Lenora can move so fast, her image stays in different places resulting in illusory copies. It's the Pokemon move.

Stats
Mind:2
Strength: 0
Dexterity:2

Equipment: 100 monies

Flies outside, and finds a sign that says Food Shop, heads inside and finds a duck at the counter, and a raccoon with a red scarf on its front paw. Lenora asks the raccoon if it has heard of a group called the Crabs

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[SuperDino85]

"Hmm. You know how people tend to go way overboard if they're ordered to engage in violence with no limitations on what they can do?" Gershom always found that a fascinating phenomenon, one of the strongest indications that villainy and intelligence were somehow connected. Non-sentient animals didn't show it; even if trained to fight, they mostly acted within the limits of their training. Sentients, though - sentients had an almost unlimited capacity for misinterpreting an order.
But... if left unchecked, that phenomenon would give the cat an excuse to dock their pay. Gershom wasn't about to let that happen.
"Unless you're testing us for that, let's draw a definite hard line. How much damage is too much? Arson? Murder? Broken brakes on otherwise untouched trucks? Completely natural crustacean forgetfulness resulting in gas explosions?"

Spoiler: Gershom Sauermann, Hypnotist (click to show/hide)

Name: Gershom Sauermann
Animal Species: Intelligent Raven
Size: 24 inches from bill to tail
Job / Class: Hypnotherapy Postgraduate / Mental Wizard
Special Trait: Voice of Sauermann - if I pick my words carefully and control my tone of voice, I can speak in such a way that anyone hearing me will feel a strong, deep desire to agree without thinking.

Stats
Mind: 4
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 0

Equipment
Magic Focus (Mental Magic): a walnut-sized crystal ball fitted to a collar, which shows anything I want it to show and magically attracts the attention of anyone who sees it.
Spellbook (Mental Magic): an enormous, horribly dry monography on all the spells that were ever known to influence minds. It's a great aid in hypnosis, since it drives lesser minds into stupor within minutes of trying to read it.
Robert Smith: a heavy-set orangutan with a football player's build and some neatly trimmed, polished nails. He is enthralled by equal amounts of magic and reason, and believes that I always have the best idea on what to do.

”Are you suggesting I could be evil?”

[Naturegirl1999]

Lenora stares at the raccoon while waiting for it to answer her question.

[The Lupanian]

”Are you suggesting I could be evil?”

“I think he’s implying that anyone could be evil.”

[Egan_BW]

"I've heard it said that it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission. I have no questions."

Begging your forgiveness, I've changed my stats, moving a point from dex to mind.

Spoiler: this form property of wolfhound inc. (click to show/hide)

Name: June
Animal Species: Intelligent Octopus
Size: Large dog
Job / Class: Wannabe mech pilot
Special Trait: Tech Wiz (June is naturally proficient with technology and can almost always use even tech she's never encountered before.)

Stats
Mind: 3
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 1

Equipment
Armored Quadrupedal Lifter (A heavy lifter the size of a forklift with four mechanical legs and arms for lifting cargo. Modified with forwards-facing steel plates to protect the driver. June nicked it from her old job as a Warehouse worker.)
Toolkit (A box containing several useful things, both for regular maintenance and assorted mischief.)
Breathing Mask (A rubber and plastic "mask" encompassing the funnel and breathing aperture, linked by a pair of tubes to a water tank strapped under the mantle. The water tank also includes a small machine that aerates the water and a removable filter for waste.)

[KitRougard]

"Or bored enough from a long trip to have some destructive fun - I haven't cast any spells besides Mage Hand in at least a week! Actually, that reminds me..." he mutters some odd syllables and a ghostly hand appears to take the spellbook off his back and open it so he can start paging through it, making sure his spells are still there.

"Goddamn ink keeps fading..." he grumbles.

[King Zultan]

"If the cops show up do we kill them to, or are we only allowed to kill the gang members?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Blarg
Animal Species: Anthropomorphic Zebra
size: Slightly taller than the average human.
Job / Class: Pistolero

Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1

Equipment:
Standard firearm: A Mauser C96, an old as dirt ten round semi-auto hand gun, it appears to have been gold plated.
Standard melee weapon: An old dingy golf club with a reinforced handle, from the looks of it its a nine iron.
standard armor set: A black business suit with a Kevlar vest underneath it, and a M1 Helmet.
20 monies

[Naturegirl1999]

"I think it would be better to just rough them up a bit, killing seems like overboard to me. I'm curious why the Macks and Crabs are against each other in the first place, considering the police is a common enemy."

[ziizo]

"Power, everyone wants to be at the top and nobody wants to go further down in the food chain. A paceful merge would give them stability but cost them power. Also teaming against the police is just asking for the big guys to come with the big guns and end them all"

[Naturegirl1999]

"How would merging decrease power? Ant colonies with more queens tend to be larger and last longer than ant colonies with only one queen"