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14 posts. Alias of Zanbabe.
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DM Nex wrote: You still got till Sunday if you wanted to give it a go. Thanks. The light of morning apparently gave me some new inspiration. This is Hazell, my submission. I think that I have everything in there. She's an Aasimar Primal Wyrmwitch (Witch archetype HERE if you don't know it... it is just fun, not overpowered or anything. Gives her a little wealth motivation instead of a cat.) :) She has the Cauldron and Healing hexes, which allows her a little healing and a little potion-making.
Anyway, should be fun to play if she gets in... balancing her greed and goodness, and trying to figure out who she really wants to be, and how to play nice with others. ... She doesn't have any fire magic yet, since her patron gives her Burning Hands at level 2. But that will be fun as well, when she learns fire, and realizes that it is in her blood. She might be fighting some pyro urges at that point too. :)
Let me know if I left anything out or if you see anything weird. Happy to tweak to fit the game.
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Hazell looks at her watch (Mickey Mouse with Fangs, cute), and realizes that it is getting close to her date with George.
She gives up on finding Borak, thinking she can drink his blood later if she is still alive, and heads back to work to find her new love interest.
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Hazell takes one of the drinks that the service bot is handing out, pours some into her mouth, swishes it around, and then spits it at the skeleton, and all over the bar. She keeps doing it with the rest of that drink, and all the rest of the drinks on the tray, on all the bots and every available surface.
Okay, big man. Now your entire bar is corrupted with the same disease that Borak gave us all. So, solve the problem... or not, whatever you like. But now our problem is also your problem.
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Hazell looks at her commpad to make sure that it isn't time for her date yet. Then she summons company security to Thirsty's to capture or kill someone named Borak who is assassinating company employees. ... Then she heads over herself.
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Hazell finishes her snack, surprised that the customer in front of her never tried to run away, and heads for the cargo bay.
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Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
So, Lucian is now *also* wearing a red shirt?
I don't bite strangers. Only employees. That's why it's called "Human Resources" ... kind of like the meat by-product that they use at StarBurger(TM). And usually I only eat the ones that are low performers anyway. Poor life choices. Psh. Although... hmm. Biting strangers is a great idea!
Hazell gets in line, and bites the person in front of her on the shoulder. If they stay in line, she has a nice blood snack. If not, well, next person in line.
Intimidate your way to the top: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Honestly, this is just a win-win situation for Hazell. Yeah, yeah, spreading the disease might be a downside for somebody else... for Hazell, it's just additional incentive for those other people to solve the problem. That's why she's in Human Resources. Good Motivator.
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Not enough skeezy contacts? What? ME? ... Oh, must have eaten them all.
Hazell stomps down to the General Store to get Gorn to talk. She isn't sure whether to sweet-talk him or to bully him. She decides to just ask him, and see how it goes from there.
Ask Gorn for Information: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Female Peri-blooded Aasimar Inactive
Hazell thinks about it for a minute and comes to the only possible conclusion: Borak is responsible. She accesses the station search and asks for a location on Borak, using her high clearance to make it happen.
Locate Borak: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Hazell, walking back up to her office revelling in the sweet sweet blood of George Fourman, realizes that there is a weird aftertaste... almost like the time she drank that sorcerer dry (too bad too; she was a pretty and lively one)... it was nanite sorcery, or nanobots, or some tiny machine things. Hmm.
She walks to the med bad for a diagnosis.
Get diagnosis from the hopefully non-malfunctioning medbay: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Good, Hazell purrs, grazing his neck with her teeth and drawing just a touch of blood. There. I've marked you mine. None of the others will assume you are just a snack.
She taps on her Commpad. Car will be here at 6:30. They'll come in and get you if you aren't waiting. Standard orders. Just try not to show any resistance. I wouldn't want anyone else to spill your blood tonight.
She looks at "George" hungrily. Not hunger as a euphemism. Then she goes back up to her office, and Fours is left to hope that his "clone" is no longer there, since she'll likely realize something is wrong if he is.
resolve to make sure this one lasts longer than the last one: 1d6 ⇒ 2
She grins.
Mmmm. Tonight? Okay. I have to check in with, ah... friends tonight though, so you'll have to meet me. Go to the StarBurger in the Gemini mall... next to the Gemini security station. Freaking mall cops. Anyway, tell them Hazell sent you, and they'll let you into the "back room." Remember, Gemini mall... NOT the one that shares a building with the Steelbreaker store. Need me to send a car around, or can you find your way?
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Err... you need an assistant? They didn't tell me that. Um. Well, let's see. Who can I...
She checks her Commpad to see who is available.
hmm, wait. There's someone waiting in HR named George Fourman? That's got to be... oh, wait. One of your clones? I'll tell Betty to add him to the roster at half pay (sorry, clone standard), and send him down to assist you, designation Gfourman A. And of course, you are the new supervisor, so feel free to assign anyone in the second floor lab to assist you further, should you need it to accomplish the goals of the company, of course.
She leans in close and says And hey, call me sometime. You're kind of cute. I love the red shirt look. They never show the blood. She eyes your neck hungrily. (She obviously thinks you are a Vampire groupie, willing to be bitten.)
Convince George Fourman to call her: 1d6 ⇒ 6
YES!!!
To Fours:
What? You found the new Nanophysicist? I've been looking for you! We need to get you a security badge. Come with me. George Fourman, right? I'm Hazell, HR. Why didn't you show up for your appointment?
She takes him up to the second level in the maze of the HR offices, gets his picture taken and hands him his security badge. This should get you into the level 2 lab, and the sublevel 43 super-super secret lab. You have Orange level clearance. Anything else you need?
She smiles brightly.
<-- This is Zanbabe's submission. Took a while to get the feel for the character, but I think we're there.
Hazell is an Aasimar Witch (Wyrmwitch archetype) with (I think) some interesting features and backstory. Also, if she gets in (and the DM allows it), she can brew us up some CLW potions, which she'd likely being selling in town anyway, trying to make some money to build up her hoard.
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