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[notquitethere]

(Possible GM error: I just increased Wits to 3. Unless I do not understand how experience tallies work)

Ah, you should update your character sheet, as that's what I was working off of!

Issac figured that if the fish were *Almost* close enough to grasp, then he just needed to extend his reach a bit. He would use his Faceshift power to increase the size of his left arm to make it possible to deftly swipe at the fish with his hand.

[Isaac rolls 6+4+1weird=11]
Isaac makes his left arm just that little bit longer. And in doing so he's able to reach out and grab one of the fish! He snatches it out the water. It's long and slick and it flops about in his arms. As the sun begins to sink on the horizon, Isaac sees Tim Tam arrive just in time to share the meal.

Isaac has gained Big Fish x1

[Glass]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Dr. Jeffery Amoretto
Appearance: Taller than average and skinny, though kind of awkward-seeming. Gets antsy when around a lot of people, though becomes much smoother when expounding on a topic he's interested in. Hair is short and brown, skin is pale and moderately sunburnt. His left hand is redder than the rest of him, and looks slightly burnt; it also seems to perpetually have ashes on it.
Profession: Scientist

Stats:
Body (using your physicality): 0
Wits (using your mind): 1
Empathy (dealing with people): 0
Weird (using your mutant powers): 2

Mutation:
Sonic Boom - You can create an intense blast of sound, enough to knock someone off their feet or more.
Blow Torch Thumb - Your thumb burns with an intense heat, glowing hotter the more you concentrate on it. It sheds light as a candle.
Signature Gear: A steel meterstick, frequently used as a pointer, leaned on like a cane, or tossed about like a baton.
Big dream: Fixing up the world and getting society started up again sounds like a good plan.
Wounds: None
Relationship: Dr. Jackson "Frost" Davis, one of Jeffery's friends and a member of Walt Labs. Presumably frozen, but if he was, he's nowhere to be seen now.
Experience Tallys: 0

[Also quietly] "Yeah. What the hell happened? When I mentioned cryo, these people thought I was insane or something. Dr. Amoretto, by the way. They said you knew Jack Davis?"

[Wozzy]

Spoiler: El Tigre Picante (click to show/hide)

Name: El Tigre Picante (de Hierro)
Appearance: A very large, well built man. He is wearing plain clothes, but is wearing a mask designed to make him look like a tiger. He has metal protrusions coming out of his fingertips.
Profession: Luchadore
Stats: Body: 2
Wits: 0
Empathy: 1
Weird: 0

Mutation: Hand Clamps
Your hands have a metallic skeleton, the metal protruding out of your fingertips. This leaves you with a hard, tenacious vice-like grip
Signature Gear: El Tigre wrestling mask (hides his true identity)
Big dream: Gain confidence in the man behind the mask
Wounds: slashed shoulder
Relationship: Caballero Fuerte (the man who defeated and humiliated him)- Rival
Experience Tallys: 2 (Exploration)

With the final rays of light, El Tigre sees the doctor's expression and realizes he might be fucked. He pushes past into one of the homes and looks for a way to wash his hands (hygiene, yo) and his wound. He then begins looking for something sterile to clean his wound with. Antiseptic, alcohol, spirit, hell even a wet lense wipe or makeup remover. Finally, he looks for something to stop the bleeding and tries to apply it.

((C'mon 0 wit, don't fail me now!))

[notquitethere]

The Castle

[Also quietly] "Yeah. What the hell happened? When I mentioned cryo, these people thought I was insane or something. Dr. Amoretto, by the way. They said you knew Jack Davis?"

Carol keeps her voice low and leads Dr Amoretto around behind a 17th century harpsichord.

"It's Carol. Pleased ta meet you. I've tried telling people I'm a popsicle but people don't believe it. They think I'm really from one of these wackjob underground communities who want to pretend like nothing's happened. But look, word to the wise, if you want to stick around, you might want to try hiding the thumb... Certain members of the Keep don't think mutants count in their definition of a 'Truman'." She arches her fingers when she says the word with air quotes. "As for Davis. I know him. He was always a bit frosty. He led the others north when they all fell out with the Keep over the mutations. He said he knew of a safe place, but as far as people here tell me, it's another twenty miles or so of fat nothing and then the sea. I didn't fancy risking the walk, it's safe here!"

With the final rays of light, El Tigre sees the doctor's expression and realizes he might be fucked. He pushes past into one of the homes and looks for a way to wash his hands (hygiene, yo) and his wound. He then begins looking for something sterile to clean his wound with. Antiseptic, alcohol, spirit, hell even a wet lense wipe or makeup remover. Finally, he looks for something to stop the bleeding and tries to apply it.

[El Tigre rolls 6+1+0wits-1wound=6]
El Tigre wonders around in a daze, trying to find something, anything, to clean himself with. He walks into the house that Burt had already looted and fruitlessly walks around. He tries the taps but nothings comes out. Eventually, in exhaustion, he curls up asleep on a square of carpet as the darkness night he had ever seen descends.

El Tigre is asleep.
El Tigre gains +1 tally for critical failure.


(I'll process everyone's D2 morning tomorrow!)

[Supernerd]

Night Plan: Issac Revero is thinking that he should head back to Walt Labs and rest around his old Cryo Chamber. It was left mostly unmolested for however long he was frozen for, so he figures its about as safe a place as any to rest. Before going to sleep in earnest, he would see about making a fire to cook the fish as opposed to trying to eat it raw. He is willing to share if the kid intends to tag along.

Spoiler: Issac Revero (click to show/hide)

Name: Issac Revero
Appearance: Issac's appearance may change from day to day due to his abilities. His "default" appearance is as a tall thin man with pale skin and short black hair. His pointer finger on his right hand is made of gold.

His right hand (excluding the goldfinger) is currently very small.
His left arm is longer than a normal arm.

Profession: Lawyer

Stats:
Body: 1
Wits: 3
Empathy: -2
Weird: 1

Mutation:
Goldfinger
One of your fingers is made of gold. It is much harder than the rest of your body and cannot feel pain, though it cannot yet bend.

Faceshift
With some effort, you can completely change your physical appearance, from your hair, to face, to body size. Your goldfinger never changes though.

Signature Gear: Three piece suit
Big dream: Impose the rule of law upon this world
Wounds: Tiny right hand
Relationship: Senator Chandler Brevil. Former client. Sort of a big deal back in the day. Not known for being a nice person to say the least.
Items: x2 Mysterious Syringes (labelled Chrome Yellow, Aquamarine), Big Fish
Experience Tallys: 1

[Glass]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Dr. Jeffery Amoretto
Appearance: Taller than average and skinny, though kind of awkward-seeming. Gets antsy when around a lot of people, though becomes much smoother when expounding on a topic he's interested in. Hair is short and brown, skin is pale and moderately sunburnt. His left hand is redder than the rest of him, and looks slightly burnt; it also seems to perpetually have ashes on it.
Profession: Scientist

Stats:
Body (using your physicality): 0
Wits (using your mind): 1
Empathy (dealing with people): 0
Weird (using your mutant powers): 2

Mutation:
Sonic Boom - You can create an intense blast of sound, enough to knock someone off their feet or more.
Blow Torch Thumb - Your thumb burns with an intense heat, glowing hotter the more you concentrate on it. It sheds light as a candle.
Signature Gear: A steel meterstick, frequently used as a pointer, leaned on like a cane, or tossed about like a baton.
Big dream: Fixing up the world and getting society started up again sounds like a good plan.
Wounds: None
Relationship: Dr. Jackson "Frost" Davis, one of Jeffery's friends and a member of Walt Labs. Presumably frozen, but if he was, he's nowhere to be seen now.
Experience Tallys: 0

*sigh*
[quietly] "Planning on leaving in the morning. I knew Davis from before. Worked with him, a couple times. He actually worked at Walt Labs, so I was hoping I might be able to find him. Damn.
And I'm not sure there's much I can do to hide the fact that my thumb is on fire, but ok.
...
Have you managed to figure out what year it is? Even if they're using some different reference point for counting it, I'd still like to know."

[TricMagic]

Well, given how late it's getting, we'll probably need to find a place to rest around here.

[WyrdByrd]

Night Plan: Try to bond more with Viktor, and find out if he knows Helen. Once a decent conversation  gets going,  start honing my skills.

[Failbird105]

Follow Issac back

[King Zultan]

"Sorry I wasn't able to do more."
Go to the building that I was in earlier and sleep for the night.

Spoiler: Dr. Goldstine (click to show/hide)

Name: Dr. Burt Goldstine
Appearance: He looks like middle aged man with thinning hair.
Profession: Medical Doctor

Stats:
Body: 1
Wits: 2
Empathy: 0
Weird: -1

Mutation:
Prodigious Growth: You are much taller than you used to be, and with concentration you can grow even bigger still.
Lightning Touch: You can arc electricity from your fingertips.

Signature Gear: An torn old white lab coat
Inventory:
 handful of three-cornered leek
 small rock
 bag containing 3 zip ties
 flyer
 Unstable Cabinet Armour

Big dream: Find out what happened to the world.
Wounds: None
Relationship: Benny the crazy homeless guy that lived behind an office building, Burt's only real friend.
Experience Tallys: 3

[TheRedwolf]

“Да, we should probably get shelter.”
start building the shelter and a fire.

[Beirus]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Theodore Ansen
Appearance: A fairly average looking man, with very little remarkable about him. He isn't overly muscular or scrawny, having an average build. Even his facial features are nondescript, apart from his emerald eyes and silver tongue.
Profession: Science Fiction Writer

Stats: Stats start at -1. Distribute 7 points across them, ranging -1 to 2
Body (using your physicality): 0
Wits (using your mind): 1
Empathy (dealing with people): 0
Weird (using your mutant powers): 2

Mutations: Silver Tongue
Your tongue is silver plated though it moves as it did before- only now others find your lies more believable.

Inventory: Fly Agaric mushrooms, Bottle of vodka

Signature Gear: An engraved pen given to him as a gift from his parents after the publication of his first book.
Big dream: Become a hero
Wounds: Slightly Singed Clothing
Relationship: Timmy Jenkins, his best friend since childhood
Experience Tallys: +2 for exploration, +1 for critical failure

Night Plan: Sleep it off.

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

PTW

[notquitethere]

Walt Labs

Night Plan: Issac Revero is thinking that he should head back to Walt Labs and rest around his old Cryo Chamber. It was left mostly unmolested for however long he was frozen for, so he figures its about as safe a place as any to rest. Before going to sleep in earnest, he would see about making a fire to cook the fish as opposed to trying to eat it raw. He is willing to share if the kid intends to tag along.

Follow Isaac back

[Isaac rolls 4+6+3wits=13]
Isaac and Tim Tam walk back to Walt Labs with the fish. They spend the rest of the evening preparing the meal. Isaac finds a sharp bit of metal to cleanly gut the fish and cut it up. Then they set a small controlled fire with some of Tim Tam's matches, lighting a pile of twigs. And then, after feasting on a meal of barbecued fish, the pair slip back into the safety of their stasis chambers for the night.

Isaac has gained a Sharp Bit of Metal.


Castle

Have you managed to figure out what year it is? Even if they're using some different reference point for counting it, I'd still like to know."

[Amoretto rolls 2+5+0empathy=7]
"Oh that's easy. That's one of the first thing I asked too. It's April 22nd, 2062!"

A bell rings to indicate dinner is ready. Everyone piles on through to a dining hall laid out with a huge tureen of vegetable stew. Throughout dinner people are polite but standoffish and Amoretto catches them whispering about his thumb. After, he is shown a place to bed down: a mattress laid out on the floor of the museum, along with a dozen other people.

Amoretto gains +1 tally for learning the date.


Residential Sycamore Wood

Go to the building that I was in earlier and sleep for the night.

[Goldstine rolled 5+5+1body=11]
Goldstine rests for the night in the house with El Tigre. While it gets colder at night, he's able to keep the drafts out and have a restful night.


Old Town

Well, given how late it's getting, we'll probably need to find a place to rest around here.

“Да, we should probably get shelter.”
start building the shelter and a fire.

[Kateryna rolled 4+2+1soldier+2wits+1plasticsheet=10]
In the middle of an ancient public house, Kateryna makes a waterproof covering with the plastic sheeting. She manages to get a fire started and cooks the little rat on a stick. The meat is awful and meager, but enough to assuage hunger for one evening. The three curl up and sleep.


The Mall

Night Plan: Sleep it off.

Night Plan: Try to bond more with Viktor, and find out if he knows Helen. Once a decent conversation  gets going,  start honing my skills.

[Theodore rolls 3+2+0body-1drunk=4]
[Ed rolls 2+2+1empathy-1hunger=4]
Theodore sleeps fitfully on the floor of the mall, his mouth drying up, and his forehead constricting. Meanwhile Ed tries to have a conversation with Viktor.

"HELEN OF TROY HELLENIC VIRTUE STRONG AND- hic!" Viktor stumbles over his words as he descends into a fit of hiccuping. When he recovers, he drinks half the bottle of vodka, and then spends much the rest of the evening throwing up. A sensible conversation could not be had.

Eventually Ed falls asleep, hungry.

Theodore gains +1 tally for critical failure.
Theodore is no longer drunk... he has gained wound: Massive Hangover

Ed gains +1 tally for critical failure.

[notquitethere]

Day Two
In various places around the city, the mutants, time-warped from the past to the year 2062, in small groups and alone, begin to awake as the sun rises.

Castle
In the Keep, breakfast is served (cold vegetable stew) and people chatter amongst themselves. Dr Amoretto sits with Carol who talks about how she was originally from Nova Scotia, but she has no idea where she currently is. They are interrupted by Dell. Dell blows his whistle to bring everyone to attention.

"We've got word that an aid shipment has arrived in Cromer, an old town about twenty miles north of here," he says. "I'll be going, along with Blakely. It'll be a hard trek, but we welcome any other volunteers."

Carol looks down at her broth in silence.


Mall
Ed, Timmy and Theodore wake up with the sun, though Theodore soon regrets it as his headache pounds. Viktor is still asleep, and Theodore and Ed help themselves to a breakfast of cold beans. They have some muscle, some supplies... but where to go from here?


Old Town
In an abandoned pub, Kateryna and Keiko awake, curled under the plastic banner. Both know that they will soon be hungry and thirsty, but at least for now they are well rested. Agasha appears in the entranceway with blood around her crocodile face.

"We have to move! There are many robotic beasts in the city, many more than I've seen this last month. After catching one, I was forced to flee from five more... I think I lost them, but I cannot be sure!"


Sycamore Residential Woods
El Tigre and Dr Goldstine are awoken by a drone blaring. They ache from sleeping on the floor, but most of all they are hungry. They look out of their empty house, groggily to see a tiny hovering robot: a helicopter blade and a small body, blaring out on a speaker:

"YOU FIGHT WELL, MASKED STRANGER. FOLLOW ME TO THE STADIUM AND I WILL MAKE YOU A STAR."

El Tigre and Goldstine have gained the condition: hungry.


Walt Labs
Isaac and Tim Tam climb out of their cryo-chambers, feeling about as fresh and relaxed as possible given the circumstances. They notice a red light blinking on a machine on the wall. It's a speaker grill with a single button. There had been no other sign of working electricity before...