Apr 15, 2024 11:27 pm
I have come down with a nasty cold. My first few posts may be short and boring.
Welcome to the Opera!
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Apr 16, 2024 3:35 am
A little backstory:
James Alder joines the Marines right out of high school. Let's face facts... his home town was a dead-end, and most people who stayed ended up with addiction issues, in and out of jail, with a fair chance of an early grave. When the Gunnery Sergeant slid that contract across the desk, Jim was more than eager to sign on the line.
Infantry was simple -- even fun -- but the politiking and cliquiness was more than he could deal with. When his contract ran out he chose not to reup. He drew on his military experience and went to school to learn how to provide personal security. A lot of it was skills he already knew -- firearms, driving, situational awareness... but there were legal aspects to learn. Well... more than that, but the legal requirements were the most alien to Jim. Still, he passed with flying colors.
Over the next few years, he was a bodyguard for a few D-list celebrities who were in town. That is, until he met [REDACTED]. [REDACTED] was a millionaire who made his money in real estate investing, and who used his money to dabble in the occult. Jim spent many late nights overseeing weird rituals, strange chanting, and stacks of books he couldn't read. He witnessed a few things he couldn't explain, not really... but nothing he couldn't rationalize away. It was just low light, or smoke, or a reflection in the mirror. (Right? Right.)
Until the morning Jim went into [REDACTED] study and found a scene beyond explanation: A circle of salt on the floor, broken by the foot that kicked through it. Unfortunately, a foot was all that remained... sheared clean, just above the ankle. The ceiling was covered in blood splatter, it looked like a blood geyser. Reminded Jim of that scene from Nightmare on Elm Street, actually. The (a?) weird thing was that no blood had splattered or dripped -- at all. One book sat open and looked like a fire had been set on the open pages.
Everything else in the study was pristine.
It took a while, but the death of [REDACTED] became a cold case when the detectives gave up on it. Nothing made sense. Unfortunately, James hadn't given up. He couldn't. He started asking questions. He called people [REDACTED] did business with. Eventually, someone called him back -- Delta Green.
...and with that, I think I'm ready to go!(?)
James Alder joines the Marines right out of high school. Let's face facts... his home town was a dead-end, and most people who stayed ended up with addiction issues, in and out of jail, with a fair chance of an early grave. When the Gunnery Sergeant slid that contract across the desk, Jim was more than eager to sign on the line.
Infantry was simple -- even fun -- but the politiking and cliquiness was more than he could deal with. When his contract ran out he chose not to reup. He drew on his military experience and went to school to learn how to provide personal security. A lot of it was skills he already knew -- firearms, driving, situational awareness... but there were legal aspects to learn. Well... more than that, but the legal requirements were the most alien to Jim. Still, he passed with flying colors.
Over the next few years, he was a bodyguard for a few D-list celebrities who were in town. That is, until he met [REDACTED]. [REDACTED] was a millionaire who made his money in real estate investing, and who used his money to dabble in the occult. Jim spent many late nights overseeing weird rituals, strange chanting, and stacks of books he couldn't read. He witnessed a few things he couldn't explain, not really... but nothing he couldn't rationalize away. It was just low light, or smoke, or a reflection in the mirror. (Right? Right.)
Until the morning Jim went into [REDACTED] study and found a scene beyond explanation: A circle of salt on the floor, broken by the foot that kicked through it. Unfortunately, a foot was all that remained... sheared clean, just above the ankle. The ceiling was covered in blood splatter, it looked like a blood geyser. Reminded Jim of that scene from Nightmare on Elm Street, actually. The (a?) weird thing was that no blood had splattered or dripped -- at all. One book sat open and looked like a fire had been set on the open pages.
Everything else in the study was pristine.
It took a while, but the death of [REDACTED] became a cold case when the detectives gave up on it. Nothing made sense. Unfortunately, James hadn't given up. He couldn't. He started asking questions. He called people [REDACTED] did business with. Eventually, someone called him back -- Delta Green.
...and with that, I think I'm ready to go!(?)
Last edited April 16, 2024 3:36 am
Apr 16, 2024 9:04 am
I did a check and I think everyone except Hobbs (timplausible) is 10% above the amount of allocated skills, but it's easier to solve if Hobbs gets the extra 10%.
On the other hand, with 3 bonds, Hill (Stalker05) is 50% short of the limit, so assign that please.
If I haven't noticed any extra spending or miscalculated, please indicate it.
Also, we'll need a code name for everyone, different from any real name (so Bob for Robert is too transparent). Who wants to come up with one, and who wants me to assign one?
On the other hand, with 3 bonds, Hill (Stalker05) is 50% short of the limit, so assign that please.
If I haven't noticed any extra spending or miscalculated, please indicate it.
Also, we'll need a code name for everyone, different from any real name (so Bob for Robert is too transparent). Who wants to come up with one, and who wants me to assign one?
Apr 16, 2024 9:42 am
Okay, I totally missed the 50%, I will allocate it to toxicology.
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Apr 16, 2024 2:35 pm
Double and triple checked my numbers, including adding actual point values at the bottom instead of just listing professional skills and hobbies.
I should be right at 480 (Well... 400 and 80, respectively).
I should be right at 480 (Well... 400 and 80, respectively).
Apr 16, 2024 6:34 pm
Ok, after checking again, I realized I forgot about the bonus skills adding up to 160, not 150. Nevertheless, Hobbs is/was 10% short, and Hill was 50% short because of the bond.
I'd like everyone except dirigible to choose a code name or ask one from me.
I'd like everyone except dirigible to choose a code name or ask one from me.
Apr 17, 2024 6:33 am
Ah. Haven't seen that one, but after checking out its imdb page, I'd like to watch it.
Apr 18, 2024 12:19 am
You can assign Hobbs a codename. And am I reading correctly that I need to spend 10% more on my skills?
Last edited April 18, 2024 12:19 am
Apr 19, 2024 3:28 pm
@MaJunior
Is there something we can help you with? The in-character thread is up.
Is there something we can help you with? The in-character thread is up.
Apr 20, 2024 11:52 pm
Sorry, work went from normal days to doubles at the drop of a hat, so we could meet a deadline. I was trying to get caught up as I had five minutes here and there but I'm behind in just about all my games. Going to post now on my commute home since I hopped a ride with a coworker.
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