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The upcoming portion of this post really has nothing to do with the overall sign-up…it just sets the stage for the first job the characters will undertake in game, and introduces three characters I will be using. If you just want to cut to the chase, skip past the italicized part.”So, Mr. Jones, what makes you think you need the services of my company?”
Mr. Dennis Jones, owner and operator of the 23rd National Bank, took a second to collect his thoughts. He found himself looking into the faces of three people, including the CEO of Big Bad Wolf Limited, Lou P. Grey, who was looking at Jones with a look and smile that could only be called predatory. The CEO was smartly dressed in a white suit with a black colored shirt, his longish graying hair combed backwards. To his left sat a man who was not so sharp looking. A somewhat ill-fitting business suit of faded back hung loosely from his body, and his short dirty blonde hair looked like it hadn’t been combed all day, and he wore a pair of sunglasses even in the darkened office. The blonde man, whom Mr. Grey had referred to as Whistler, had been smiling since Mr. Jones had entered to room. To Grey’s left sat a young brunette, whom Mr. Grey had introduced as Natalie Sommers, who was awfully easy on the eyes, , so much so that Mr. Jones found his gaze drifting her way every now and then during the meeting up to this point. She was dressed in a black jacket over a white blouse and a white skirt, with her hair tied in a ponytail behind her head.
Grey cleared his throat, and Jones snapped out of his reverie, and got to the business at hand. “My apologizes, Mr. Grey. Truthfully, many in my company see my coming here as a waste of time, however, a number of events have occurred that lead me to believe that someone may be planning on stealing the money in my bank’s vault.”
Grey nodded, the picture of a predator in wait. “Such as?”
Dennis Jones swallowed, unnerved by Grey’s stare. The fact that Whistler was still smiling openly didn’t really help. “Undoubtedly, you heard of the subway bombing that happened a few days ago?”
Grey nodded. “Aye. Some dolt blew up an empty subway car at midnight…the morons meant to blow it up at noon during the lunch rush to pile up a body count, but set the timer wrong.”
Jones blinked a few times. “I wasn’t aware of that. How do you know?”
“We have our ways,” Grey said. Whistler’s grin grew wider. “Anyways, you were saying?”
Jones coughed. “Yes, well…at it turns out, the explosion took place in close proximity to my building…very close. In fact, the subway exploded at the point where there is the least amount of distance between the subway tunnel and our underground vault. Of course, since it happened at night, all our alarms and such were on, and the force was enough to shake loose or simply destroy many of our sensors. In fact, the damage was so extensive that, truthfully, the vault’s alarm system hasn’t been in working order since the blast. During this time, the clean-up project has continued in the tunnel. The city told us at first that it would only be three day operation to clean and repair the tunnel. However, the repair teams are still working down there a week later, and all I can get from their foreman is that they have run into ‘unexpected difficulties.’”
“And you fear that the crews working on the tunnel are actually after your vault?” Grey asked.
Jones nodded. “Yes. At the moment, we have more money in the vault than we usually do, because two of our other branches are under reconstruction, so we have three banks worth of money in our vault, and nowhere to move it to while our system is repaired.”
“And you believe they will strike soon because…”
“Our alarm system is slated to be fully repaired in two days. Given the irregularity of the situation, and the timing of events, as the one in charge of the vault, I can’t help but be suspicious and worried.”
Grey nodded, and smiled. “Of course. Truth be told, we had already decided on his case before our meeting, but I like to hear it from the source before I commit my people. However, I must agree with your assessment of the situation, and we accept the job offer. Whistler will be my man on the scene, and Ms. Sommers will be your direct contact with us. Now, allow me to bring in my lawyers and write up a proper contract…”
Characters will be limited to human or near-human species. By near-human, I mean a species that can easily pass for a human under most conditions. For example, Lou P. Grey, CEO and one of the co-founders of Big Bad Wolf Limited, is a were-wolf (which works out alright…he just has take a little vacation very month). Feel free to get exotic, just don’t try anything too superpowerful, or I will veto you.
Magic doesn’t exist, per se. Instead, the world of BBWL uses psychic powers…which is basically like magic…but different. I only have a few stipulations in regards to psychic powers:
1) You are limited to one category of power. For example, if you are telekinetic, you can’t be a fire-starter too, or visa versa.
2) No mind reading (with the exception of Natalie Sommers...which is my character) because that would be a pain to deal with for me as the GM and too easy for a PC to abuse in a fight or whatnot.
3) If you are a psychic, that is going to be main thing. Of course, you’ll still have basic training and what not (be able to fire a gun and has some hand-to-hand skills), but since you’ve been training your mind, a guy who has been training with a gun and his body all this time will kick your butt in a hand-to-hand battle or a gunfight.
4) Try not to go overboard. If you say you can throw garbage trucks with your mind, or cause city-destroying firestorms, I’m going to veto you. While psychic powers are extraordinary, their not terrible uncommon in your line of work, so it doesn’t make you god-like.
Setting will be modern day…but I’ll allow some near-future technology for a character. Sorry, no power armor or over the top stuff like that, but if you want a laser rifle and can come up with a good reason to have one, I’ll let you have it. The key words in that last sentence were “good” and “reason”.
If you have any questions about a character, either go ahead and submit it and see if I pass it, or drop me a PM and I’ll answer you back quick as I can.
Now, for everyone’s favorite part…the character sheet:Name:
Given name, nickname, callsign…whatever the character goes by.Age:
How old your character is in Earth years.Sex:
::inserts witty comment about male, female, and ‘yes please’Class:
Are you a gunslinger, tech guy with a pet killer robot, psychic with power over water?Equipment/Abilites:
What you have that probably isn’t standard issue. Big guns are regulated to those who are specialists in that (so no psychics with RPGs…sorry). If you have special skills, what are they?Description/Personality:
What does your character look like, how do they act…rather simple, yes?Bio/Background:
The history of your character. I’ll ask for a least a little effort in this department, if you please.
For ease of access, here it is so you can copy and paste and get on with the creativity:Name:
Example characters, AKA GM's puppets for moving the story along:
Age: Technically unknown. Claims to have eternal life, and looks to be about 30.
Class: Jack-of-all-Trades Soldier…or Soldier-of-all-Trades. Whistler is skilled in both ranged and close combat, with both archaic and modern weapons. Again, he claims this is because of his long life.
Equipment: Gladius-style short sword, .45 Colt SAA, and two “Tommy-gun” style Thompson sub-machine guns.
Description/Personality: Whistler is almost always dressed in an ill-fitting black suit (it’s a little too big for him), and his short, dirty-blonde hair looks like it was never combed properly after he dried it with a towel. He also usually wears a pair of sunglasses, even inside or at night when he can, but he will take them off if they are slowing him down.
Whistler is a very good natured person (sometimes annoyingly so), and is almost always smiling (again, sometimes annoying so). He doesn’t get mad often, though when he does, it’s usually a hum-dinger of a reaction, he honestly can’t say there are too many people he flat out hates.
Bio/Background: Whistler claims that, long ago, he somehow gained eternal life, and as such, hasn’t aged a day since. Not immortality, he says…he’s pretty sure he can be killed, and has been at death’s door a number of times throughout his life. While the notion is generally absurd, there is a few interesting bits of information that make is seem a little more likely (like the authentic gladius he uses, the fact that he speaks fluent Latin and a number of other languages… And if you get him drunk enough, he’ll claim that no one partied like the Romans did).
Whether or not his claims are true are generally beside the point when it comes to the daily working of Big Bad Wolf Limited. Whistler has been with the company for a long time, and as such, despite his little…’quirks’, is often chosen to tackle the more dangerous, and as such, high-paying jobs for the company. He does, however, seem to have some minor problems. He tends to whistle the “The Ode to Joy” some habitually, and is also sometimes an annoying eternal optimist.
Name: Natalie Sommers
Class: Psychic Mind Reader
Equipment/Abilities: Natalie is usually not a field agent, so she doesn’t carry much in the way of weapons, just a small-caliber handgun. Her main skill is that she is a mind reader. This means she can easily access the surface thoughts of a person, and given time, can dig deeper into the memory to find what she is looking for. Mind readers can also tell when someone is trying to read their minds of the minds of the people around them, and can act as a shield against that (comes down to a battle of wills…which Natalie is very good at).
Description/Personality: Natalie is a very pretty brunette who dresses very business like when on the job, favoring jackets with blouses and skirts. She is often seeing carrying a case of some kind, which is not to strange since she is Mr. Grey’s assistant, and is usually carrying paperwork for any given case. She is friendly, but very professional on the job. And she can…you know…read minds (even though she usually tries not to), so keep an eye on your thoughts.
Bio/Background: Even among psychics, mind readers are very rare. As you can imaging, being able to read minds made for a very “different” childhood for Natalie. Sometimes good, sometimes bad…sometimes really bad. Despite this, however, she managed to keep her powers a secret for most of her life. It was until a few years ago that a Mr. Jeffrey Portrait, one of the now retired co-founders of Big Bad Wolf Limited, and a psychic, stumbled upon her quite on accident on a job. A short time later, Natalie was at BBWL both as the CEOs assistant and mind reading shield.
Mr. Grey isn’t going to do field work, and as such, I don’t really need to write up a bio for him.
Quick note, this RP will be battle heavy. Unless you're making a joke character, which I will accept if it seems like it could work, make your character so it can fuck some shit up.
Also, this will have little in the way for sexy interludes, sorry. But it will have plenty of opportunities for blood'n'guts, so get your aggro on!
ex:If you have any questions, feel free to post them or to send me a PM.