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==Johnathan "Fix" Walton==
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==Sebastian "Doc" Mayfair==
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[[File:Fix00003.png|300px]]
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[[File:Doc0001.png|300px]]
  
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==''I make broken things work and unbroken things not''==
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==''I haven't required pliers for extraction in a long while.''==
  
 
'''''D''' is for '''Doppelganger'''
 
'''''D''' is for '''Doppelganger'''
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:''Copies of me''
 
:''Copies of me''
  
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::''In church or the schoolyard''
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''On the corner?''
  
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:::''Which me did you see?''
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''In the church pew?''
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:''Which me did you see?''
 
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'''MY NAME IS . . .''' Johnathan Walton, but most folk just call me Fix
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'''MY NAME IS . . .''' Sebastian Mayfair, but most folk just call me Doc
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'''AND I AM A . . .''' Medical Doctor specializing in Dentistry
  
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'''AND I AM A . . .''' Mechanic
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'''WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE?''' Teeth. If I close my eyes they gnash at me. So many teeth. So strong and sharp . . .
  
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'''WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE?''' An incessant arrhythmic clicking sound coming from the garage below my room. Metal on metal, metal on concrete, metal on glass, metal on wooden workbenches. ''clickclickclickclick'' Whenever I try to sleep, it is there.
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'''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I was in my practice. Routine cleaning. And right there in my chair, the fellow just changed. His face went black and featureless except for a gaping maw of gleaming teeth lunging at me as a boy and bicycle made of newsprint shouted, "Extra, Extra! Patient Eats Dentist!"
  
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'''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I was taking apart the carburetor on a Ford Torino when out of nowhere these intricate bugs, maybe locusts, made of finely fitted copper, brass, and iron parts came swarming out of the engine, flying in mu face, and then vanishing about the garage.
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I stabbed him over and over with the dental instrument in my hand. Blood everywhere. No black face. No Paper Boy. Just my patient. Dead by my hand.
  
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'''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' Medium build guy with a partially shaved head and neck tattoos  with a service professional voice and smile that both could have gone to Harvard. They never falter until I give them ''permission'' to falter.
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'''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' Scrawny doctor fellow with a nervous demanor.
  
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'''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' Fraying filters and an ever deepening chasm of pure exhaustion and mounting frustration and this gibbering laughter that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere inside me at once.
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'''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' Viciously self preserving sociopath that will put out the life of another to preserve his own without a thought.
  
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'''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' I like to set things right. I fix things when I can, but the skills that make me effective at that are the same skills that make me effective at breaking things that are whole. I prefer to set things right.
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'''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' Rendering toothless anything that might bite me, bringing people to the pacifistic worldview of those who must subsist on pudding.
  
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'''Question 6?''' Wordy words of worderton . . .
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'''WHAT DO YOU DESIRE MOST?''' Peace and safety and an utter freedom from fear.
  
 
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CURRENT EXHAUSTION 0
 
CURRENT EXHAUSTION 0
  
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TOTAL FLIGHT RESPONSES 1
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TOTAL FLIGHT RESPONSES 2
  
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TOTAL FIGHT RESPONSES 2
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TOTAL FIGHT RESPONSES 1
  
  
 
<u>'''EXHAUSTION TALENT'''</u>
 
<u>'''EXHAUSTION TALENT'''</u>
  
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'''Needful Things:''' Mechanics are scavengers and savers by trade and inclination, always having the necessary tool or bolt or clamp or part somewhere in or around their shop, but for Fix it goes further. No matter where he is, he always manages to find just the thing he needs to do the thing he needs to do.
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'''Needful Things:''' A tinkerer in his spare time, Doc has an uncanny knack for fixing or breaking things - especially things with lots of moving parts - whether he has proper tools for the job or not.
  
 
<u>'''MADNESS TALENT'''</u>
 
<u>'''MADNESS TALENT'''</u>
  
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'''Doppelganger:''' Sometimes you just gotta be in two places at once. Maybe six or seven. Fix can cause doppelgangers to slip from his body fully formed, each one identical to himself and able to act as he could, flawlessly.
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'''Doppelganger:''' Doc can use his madness talent to make harmless that which seeks to harm him. With psychic pliers and metaphysical files he can grind down blades or bullets to harmless dust and infect his foes with pain and rot.
  
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[1-2 Dice] to create one or two doppelers - these must appear nearby
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[1-2 Dice] Simple weapons and hazards arrayed against him can be reformed into useless chaff and madenning pain settles in those arrayed against him.
  
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[3-4 Dice] to create several doppelers - these can appear farther away
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[3-4 Dice] Threats that might hazard a city block can be neutralized and infection and rot set into the wielders of those threats.
  
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[5-6 Dice] to create any number of doppelers - these can appear several blocks away
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[5-6 Dice] Neutralize threats no matter the size. Rot and decay infests the very spirit and being of whatever stood against him.

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