Avistan Tharp's page

I felt badly about offing Tharp.

I wouldn't feel bad. My earlier comment about coming back from my weekend away to find I would be lynched was serious. I felt like my character was a real jerk this time around with is really out of character for me personally. Based on a RP perspective, I expected to be lynched earlier on in the game just based on that which is why I calmed down a lot for the later half of the game.

Based on the situation I too had to alter my vote just to try and stay in the game. Somebody had to go that round. I would have voted for anybody else if it meant staying in the game another round just like anybody else. I really had a lot of fun this game. There was so much energy and the characters were really diverse with good back stories.

"I hope you all die here for this mistake!"

"I'd rather keep my vote for the Duke, but self preservation is more important for the moment!"

Avistan Tharp changes his vote to Jimmy C Smith

Avistan begins to get nervous:

"Sven!, Maxerson! Change your votes! I promise you're going to regret this decision! Don't let the Tentacles win. I'm begging you!"

"Based on the new evidence defending Maxerson I am now less confident in my decision to vote against him. When somebody's life is on the line, one must be entirely confident in their decision.

Avistan rescinds his vote for Maxerson

"Duke, I look forward to the look on your face when you realize the mistake you're making. The others are correct in defending me. I have no tentacles. Russ was my friend and were he here I know he would come to my defense as I did for him. I want you to know that as soon as you're exposed as a monster and we can put this situation behind us, I'm going to take your Icebreaker - Titanic for one epic joyride off this continent."

Avistan Tharp votes to lynch Duke Leto Atredies

Avistan is shocked at Jimmy the Janitor Smith's decision!

"That is a tough piece of information to compete with. Unless somebody is able to make a statement that will disregard Dash and Robert's claim I'm afraid I will have to side with Sven's hunch. I'm sorry Maxerson, I'very suspected you right from the beginning. If I'm not right on this, I'll atone for it while burning in Hell. "

Aniston Tharp votes for Alexander Maxerson to be lynched

"I just don't know. If I'm voting based on suspect and get it wrong, their blood will be on my hands. If I do nothing I'll be ripped apart by tentacles. This decision is impossible. Somebody help me!

Avistan waves the Dukes smoke away from his face, still clearly disgusted with the amount of smoking and drinking that takes place in what is supposed to be a professional environment.

"An excellent question Duke. I also propose we look into who didn't vote against Clive? Who didn't vote at all? It would only make sense for those who didn't want to do any harm to their own to either vote for somebody else or remain neutral when the evidence was so clearly placed in front of them."

For the first time since this whole ordeal began, Avistan looks almost happy:

"Finally! A win for the good guys! Perhaps we are not as doomed as I have previously mentioned."

"Nor the resources. Everything was broken when whichever one of you murdered Curtis. Testing is not a possibility anymore and I just don't have the supplies to fix it, or the incinerator, or the console, or the situation. In fact, consider this my resignation. If I make it out of here alive you can be sure I'm never coming back to this continent."

"He was my friend, and if he said it, I believe it to be true."

Avistan votes for Clive

"Well I'm no suspect. I realize you only have my word to go on but I can assure you it's the truth. Unless you have tentacles... In which case I may have just signed my own death certificate."

"RUSSS! NOOO! You were my only friend in this god forsaken place! Just kill me now... We're all going to die here anyway..."

CARP! CRAP! CRAP! got held up at work and missed the lynching.

"I too agree with Maxerson. Alcohol is an unproductive waste of time."

Avistan ponders:

"Could the Nunnlifs be tricking us into lowering our defenses by means of alcohol?"

Avistan glares at all the drinkers in the room with suspicion.

Avistan reaches into the handbag and pulls out another photograph:

"Hey, There's another one. Its a photo of me covered in stink lines and X's for eyes."

Avistan is not amused...

Following suit with Curtis, Avistan begins to rummage through Elora's papers. His face turns to a look of disdain when he doesn't get the instant gratification of finding anything interesting. Quickly giving up on the search he moves to Elora's handbag, picking it up and spilling the contents over one of the nearby workstations. Combing through the contents there, he does find something interesting. A photograph.

"Hey Mike, why is there a photograph of you in here with little hearts colored all over it? Were you and Elora an item?!"

"Well, I'm out of ideas. Somebody has to take charge here. And by that I mean somebody without tentacles."

"You are correct Mike. We're all going to die here."

...I will not go with group think against Jimmy due to his wages or due to which mess he cleaned first or last,...!"

Avistan mutters to himself:

Waving The Employee Manual wildly in the airspace above his head:

"Avistan Tharp NEVER breaches protocol! I am the definition of a model employee."

Am I also a supervisor now? I think I saw a post-it note somewhere but disregarded the memo. I'm not leadership material.

"What about you Avistan, you booky little twit? You blame us for this man's death but you yerself were shouting the odds at someone else St the same time. What if you had gotten your way? Would you have chosen as badly."

"To date I've only voted in order to protect those whom I believe are innocent. So to answer your question, No, I would not have chosen as badly because it would mean protecting a friend."

"As for the possibility of me being able to do something like this to Elora is terribly unlikely. I'm just under 5 feet tall and weigh the same as an anorexic schoolgirl. Where would I find the room inside me to fit all those extra tentacles when I can barely lift a wrench. Why do you think Curtis and I work in pairs? He's the muscle."

Avistan gives The Red Robert and Sven a cold scowl:

"I know I'm most often distinguished as the positive member of the team but I gotta say, you guys really dropped the ball here. The single most valuable member of our team is dead along with our fake Doctor. We're completely f#~~ed!"

Super Secret Mechanics Fist Bump activated!

"I feel complete."

"Well Dash. Jimmy has seen the error of his ways. Care to change your vote?"

Avistan changes his vote to Dash Gunnar

"Russ Curtis is my closest companion at this facility and I will attest to his innocence. A vote for Curtis will be a vote against yourself!"

Mechanics stick together til the end!

Jimmy votes for Russ .

Avistan Tharp votes for Jimmy "I clean puke as a profession" Smith

He then turns and faced Avistan, shrugging and grinning brightly. "Oh nay worry Avistan. We can nay all be as talented and genius as you hey? I wish ya well lad and I hope yer little rules protect yeh. No bitter feelings."

I openly insult your your family and heritage and you play the better man! You're making it difficult to stir the pot Robert. :p

Avistan, with his hand still stretched out to Curtis lingers and whispers "Common Curtis, you're making me look silly. Reciprocate the super secret handshake."

With his other hand, he carefully places The Employee Handbook on the terminal beside him and picks up the intercom. With a loud, clear voice he speaks into the microphone for the whole station to hear:
Paging James Conrad "The Janitor" Smith to a cleanup in isle 3, where our Security Officer has generously left the contents of his stomach all over your pristine floor. Over."

Avistan comments in a very monotone sarcastic voice

"Well it's clear to see Doctor that you are evidently just caught up in the moment. It's not difficult to understand your suspicions with the current situation at hand."

He then turns to pick up The Employee Manual that was ripped from his hands and discarded on the floor, purposely bumping The Red Robert with his shoulder in passing.

"Nothing personal old man. I'd stick my neck out for you too but The Employee Handbook states" He says while fingering through the now open manual "Eccentric Scotts who disregard the written rules and run their family's telephone pole company into the ground are to be deemed suspicious at all times" or something along those lines."

Avistan then sticks his hand out to perform the super secret Mechanics only fist bump with his partner Russ Curtis.

Avistan withdraws his vote against Doctor Wilkens

"...You quiet ones are the most likely suspects, Curtis, Elora and Robert, get in the queue." Doc pats the machine for emphasis.

Wilkens changes his vote to Curtis

Avistan becomes crossed at the Doctor's vote

"Russ Curtis is my closest companion at this facility and I will attest to his innocence. A vote for Curtis will be a vote against yourself!"

Mechanics stick together til the end!

Avistan Tharp votes to lynch Doctor Wilkens

"Jimmy, I trust those photos are for research and evidence purposes only. We wouldn't want this Top Secret leaked due to your well known social media addiction."

All of this coupled with last night's booze is just too much for Russ. Some kind of funnel is sticking out of the expensive machinery he's on, and it becomes the container of convenience for...maybe it was pizza?

"Great, I guess I'll have to get around to fixing that too, you know, if I am privileged enough not to be reduced to some sort of paste by an unknown creature or MURDERED IN A SYSTEMATIC LYNCHING BY MY COLLEAGUES!!!"

Avistan sighs at the realization of his slip in front of Clive.

"No, it's a "mixer", you know, like a party. You don't literally mix wine and cheese together... It's, UNG...."

Avistan suddenly gets a stern tone in his voice

"Look, nobody told you because we knew this is how you'd react. I didn't even want to go myself on account of the fact that I feel like I'm the only person in this station who doesn't drink. I just wanted to make sure no more equipment got damaged."

He turns to everybody and flails his arms in the air

"GEEZE, this place might as well be a fraternity house. How many actual Scientists do we even have on staff anyway. I swear, Marco's murder is the MOST scientific thing that's happened here since we started this expedition.!"

"It's no good Duke. The incinerator is still out of commission after that unforgettable calamity at your last Wine and Cheese Mixer. Russ and I had it slated to be fixed this afternoon but the spare parts are still aboard The Titanic and we're on lockdown"

Awesome! I'm switching back.

Lighten up laddie. We may all be dead in the mornin!"

Avistan turns pale and begins to panic

"The Employee Handbook doesn't have a procedure for this. we're all going to die here!"

Just realized that Russ Curtis already checked in as the station mechanic. I'm going to change my back story to research station scientist.

With shaking hands Mike reaches for a cigarette, about to light it he hesitates, realizing what he is doing. "I know it is against the rules Mr. Dash sir, and I would hate to disrespect your authoritI, but really, are you going to fire me and send me home if I light this? I need a smoke to help me think here."

The Duke offers the lady some wine, and he continues to smoke his cigar....

The huge drunk Scot grins a little worriedly...

"Ugh, guys c'mon," he implores. "You know it's supposed to be my day off, and I had a lot of whiskey last night. My head—"

wishing he had a stiff drink in hand.

Avistan enters the room with his nose buried deep in the research station employee manual.

"You know guys, I've been going over the employee regulations regarding smoking, alcohol, drug use and fornication and I've gotta say that its just all over the place. I just don't understand how a professional lab is supposed to remain credible with such loose policies."

He looks up

"WHOA! THAT'S A LOT OF BLOOD"

DougFungus here

Avistan Tharp: Research Station Mechanic
Somebody has to keep all those expensive machines running

"Rancor slay many with Horsechopper! Wear armor of metal made from finest salvage. Cast spells to make pain go away."

Ready!

DougFungus' Character Submission

Goblin Oracle
It was a bit tough because of all the penalties Goblins have but I wanted the challenge.

I took Horsechopper and Dogslicer as weapons. I'm thinking this should be alright since they are the trademark Goblin weapons although they are not listed in any of the allowed source books. Goblins of Golarion does make mention of them however in the items section.