Sam 'Baby' Trent Oct 14, 2015 0:01:30 GMT
Post by missus on Oct 14, 2015 0:01:30 GMT
|Endurance||4||Unbreakable (+1 to soak rolls)||Repair||4||Jury Rigger (+1 to build or repair using improvised material)|
|Charisma||4||Infectious Jokes (+1 to telling jokes)||Explosives||0|
|Intelligence||4||Creative Logic (-2 DC to try and figure out ways to solve a problem)||Unarmed||2|
|Wits||3||Snappy Retorts (-2 to Social difficulties for things like making a comeback to an insult)||Guns||2|
|Appearance||4||Sex Appeal (+1 or -2 DC to seduction rolls)||Speech||4||Silver Tongue (+1 to use sweet words to convince people of things)|
|Manipulation||4||Reverse Psychology (1+ to Bluff when you're trying to make people do what you want)||Bluff||4||Pathological Liar (+1 for outright lies)|
|Willpower||7||Medicine||4||Trauma Surgeon (+1 to heal extreme injuries)|
|Animal Magnetism||2||You have the "fuck me" aura, and receive a -2 difficulty on seduction and similar rolls (though this may inspire jealousy in people who view you as competition) This is not a license to constantly cyber, there must be more to your character then sex appeal.||Phobia||1||You have a specific, incredibly powerful fear. If faced with this fear, you must succeed on a Willpower roll and 3 successes. Failure to do so will result in you fleeing terror. (Fire)|
|Soothing Voice||2||You have an entrancing voice. Add 2 dice to speech rolls.||Nightmares||1||You're constantly plagued by nightmares, which at worse indicate theres something nasty in your fate, and at least will make you irritable most of the time. A particularly bad night may cause you to lose -1 dice on all rolls for some time afterward.|
|Masochist/Sadist||1||You either enjoy pain or enjoy inflicting it on others. In addition to the inconveniences this fascination may cause you, you may also bee seen as sick, or even more sick people may use you for your obsession.|
|Intolerance||2||You have difficulty tolerating a specific thing or type of person. +2 difficulty on rolls involving doing that thing if you can't tolerate an action, +2 to social rolls involving the type of person if it's a person.(Caesar's Legion)|
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|Gecko-backed leather armour||2 DT 2 DR|
|Heavy Pistol||Damage: 5|
DC: 4 (Close) 6 (Medium) 8 (Long) 10 (Extreme) Add 1 to the DC for bursts, and 2 for Full-Auto.
|Gecko-backed leather armour: made from scratch, by Sam. It isn't too shabby, but it could do with some fixing up.|
|Heavy Pistol: Probably rusting up some -- Sam found it off a corpse.|
|Skin||Tanned by the sun -- abundance of freckles.|
|Scars||Nasty whip scars on her back, what vaguely looks like barbed wire and rope scarring on his ankles, wrists and throat.|
|Build||Lithe, feminine. Flat chested. (Wrapped, perhaps?)|
|Notable Features||Sam is pretty knock-out gorgeous, and makes no qualms using this to his advantage -- why not use what they have?|
Sam had always been considered beautiful, her entire life. His mother was fairly certain, at one point, they were an angel -- because they're father was uglier then rocks, and she never cheated on him a day in her life. Her parents were kind people, doctors -- often helping others. They were no slouchers in fighting, and usually never had an issue besides a bullet lodge in an arm occasionally. This got them on the bad side of some factions, however -- their morals saving people and thwarting plans that would have been wiser to ignore. They were new to these parts, and it showed.
They didn't live peacefully for very long, when they made the enemies with the wrong people. They killed a group -- dressed ridiculously, to be honest, with a group of slaves who begged for help. They came to realize they were part of the infamous Legion -- and instead of fleeing their home, they stood their ground.. They under-estimated how many they were, and were beaten, used and abused, by these people -- more like monsters. Sam was young -- barely 16 -- as they dragged his half dead body out of the building, hearing the screams of her family burn within the walls she had grown up in.
He couldn't remember how long she had been a slave. Every bed partner got duller, and the only thing that kept her awake and alive was the pain given by her captors. One night, he was told to kill a woman -- sweet and kind, bawling her eyes out. They couldn't do it. After all the unspeakable things he had done, he just couldn't do it. She lured her captor in, whispering sickly sweet how much she wanted to care him, feeding him food and alcohol she poisoned from his own personal things. She watched as he expired, then escaped with the other woman in the secrecy of the night.
He left the woman in a town, and it had been years since they had last seen her. He thanks her for his life, for bringing back the light he had lost. He promised their life to saving others, like his parents did before them.. but she didn't promise she wouldn't make those who deserve it suffer, like she had.