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=Pip :: Ship's Cook // Entertainment=
=Pepper John :: Ship's Cook=


[[File:FFChef0002.png|300px]]
[[File:FFChef0002.png|300px]]


==''"Ya gotta eat. Ya ain't inclined, I c'n make ya"''==
==''"You get one complaint; after that you get suppositories."''==


==Attributes [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
==Attributes [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
'''Physical [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]''' || '''Mental [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]''' || '''Social [[file:d10a.png|24px|d10]]'''
'''Physical [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]''' || '''Mental [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]''' || '''Social [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]'''


==Trained Skills [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
==Trained Skills [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
'''Craft'''  
'''Craft''' [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]


'''Fight''' [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]
'''Fight''' [[file:d10a.png|24px|d10]]


'''Influence'''  
'''Fix''' [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]


'''Know''' [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]
'''Influence''' [[file:d10a.png|24px|d10]]
:- ''Ship Classifications and Capabilities'' [[file:d6a.png|20px|d6]]  
 
'''Know''' [[file:d10a.png|24px|d10]]
:- ''Current Events'' [[file:d6a.png|20px|d6]]  


'''Move''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]
'''Move''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]


'''Sneak''' [[file:d12a.png|24px|d12]]
'''Sneak''' [[file:d6a.png|24px|d6]]
:- ''Infiltrate Systems'' [[file:d6a.png|20px|d6]]  


'''Treat'''  
'''Treat''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]


'''Trick''' [[file:d10a.png|24px|d10]]
'''Trick''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]]


==Untrained Skills [[file:d4a.png|30px|d4]]==
==Untrained Skills [[file:d4a.png|30px|d4]]==
| Craft |  Drive | Fix | Focus | Influence | Move | Labor | Perform | Survive | Throw | Treat |
| Drive | Fly | Focus | Labor | Notice | Operate | Perform | Shoot | Survive | Throw |


==Distinctions [[file:d8a.png|32px|d8]]==
==Distinctions [[file:d8a.png|32px|d8]]==
'''Browncoat Quartermaster:''' ''It's not glamourous knowing what's what, what's where, how much you have, how much you need, and how much it will cost, but it's steady work''
'''Browncoat Quartermaster''' [Background] ''It's not glamourous knowing what's what, what's where, how much you have, how much you need, and how much it will cost, but it's steady work.''
: '''Step Back:''' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|18px|d8]] for 1 PP </u>  
:[[File:Check002.png|24px]] '''Hinder:''' ''Sometimes a distinction works against you.'' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|20px|d8]] to gain 1 PP</u>  


: '''I Know My Ship:''' ''You can coax the best out of just about any bucket you fly.'' Spend 1 PP to step up or double your ship’s '''Engines''' attribute for your next roll.
:[[File:Check002.png|24px]]  '''War Surplus:''' ''Your time in the war left you with a detailed headmap of where and how to obtain what's needed on short notice.'' Spend 1 PP to add '''Know''' to your total on any '''Social + Influence''' roll to obtain goods or services.


[Highlighted Skills: ''Craft/Know/Treat'']
[Highlighted Skills: ''Fix/Influence/Know'']




'''Harmless Looking:''' ''Ain't a system in the 'verse you cain't hack when you've got a need.''
'''Professional Bastard''' [Personality] ''You're that guy. You know all the best bars, all the worst people, and you know when it's time to do the things polite folk just don't do''
: '''Step Back:''' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|18px|d8]] for 1 PP </u>


: '''Code Monkey:''' ''You are a master at teaching old code new tricks''. When you are altering or rewriting programming, spend 1 PP to roll your '''Trick''' die and add it to your total on any '''Operate''' roll.
:[[File:Check002.png|24px]] '''Hinder:''' ''Sometimes a distinction works against you.'' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|20px|d8]] to gain 1 PP</u>


[Highlighted Skills: ''Move/Sneak/Trick'']
:[[File:Check002.png|24px]] '''Know a Guy:''' ''You know folk across the verse and got contacts on nearly every world and moon to pimple the pristine face of the black.'' Spend 1 PP to create a [[file:d8a.png|20px|d8]] asset when you call in a shady associate with the skills you need.


[Highlighted Skills: ''Fight/Sneak/Trick'']


'''Triad Ranking:''' ''You wear that flap of battered cowhide like a gorramn uniform.


: '''Step Back:''' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|18px|d8]] for 1 PP </u>  
'''Ship's Cook''' [Role] ''When things ain't goin smooth, a fillin meal might be all a man has to look forward to.''
:[[File:Check002.png|24px]] '''Hinder:''' ''Sometimes a distinction works against you.'' <u>Roll [[file:d4a.png|18px|d4]] instead of  [[file:d8a.png|20px|d8]] to gain 1 PP</u>  


[Highlighted Skills: ''Fight/influence/Trick'']
[Highlighted Skills: ''Craft/Move/Treat'']


==Signature Assets [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
==Signature Assets [[file:d6a.png|32px|d6]][[File:Arrow03.png|24px]]==
'''Sec-Ops Pilot Jacket''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]] As much portable computer as practical outerwear, this rugged leather jacket is equipped with hardlinked internal processors and a military-grade cortex suite with variable frequency bandwidth, broad spectrum wireless access, and universal jack ports.
'''Fine Custom Cutlery''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]] You have a fine set of specialty knives for every conceivable job, all wrapped up in a neat leather roll bag for easy carrying.


'''Monkey Fist''' [[file:d8a.png|24px|d8]] Favored by police units around the core for crowd control, this heavy, compact pistol can be loaded with standard amunition, flexible rubberized riot-rounds, or low velocity chem pods (flash/bang, tear gas, cover smoke, flares, etc) as the situation requires.
'''Chef Coat''' [[File:d8a.png|24px]] You might be surprised the places dressin like the help can get you into.
<br>[Special: Loaded with rubberized riot-rounds unless otherwise noted]


==Epidsodes==
'''Basic Med Kit''' [[File:d6a.png|24px]] You have bandages, skin sealant, pain pills, and other basic first aid supplies.
'''E18:''' ''Epidsode Name'' - Lev joins the crew.
 
==Diceless Assets [[File:d0a.png|32px]] ==
'''Independent Issued Sidearm''' [[File:d0a.png|24px]] ''Never fired. Only dropped once.''


==Bio==
==Bio==
Dimitri Lev was born into wealth and privilege, the scion of a proper Londinium family, and raised on the notion that Unification was as inevitable as the stark cold of the Black.
'''Homeworld:''' Londinium
 
Yet, even before the war, and much to his family's dismay, Lev was already swimming neck deep in the anti-unification counterculture that had sprung up among certain affluent youth of the Core. Attending rallies, staging protests, and using his skill with computers to undermine the Alliance agenda was just ''de rigueur du jour''.
----


When war finally did break out, it seemed like a no brainer to run off and join the cause, training as a supply pilot to support the Independents in a non-combatant capacity.
'''Ht:''' 168cm/5'6" '''|| Wt:''' 73Kg/160Lbs '''|| Age:''' 45 '''|| Hair:''' Grey '''|| Skin:''' Fair


Or that was the plan.
'''Markings:''' Knife scars  (face/hands/torso) ]] Bullet holes (torso/legs) || "Red Bar" - prison gang tattoo (face)


But things didn't go as planned.
----


In his third week of training, Lev's jump shuttle was shot down in a ''police action'' initiated by an alliance gunship, and the doctors told him he'd never fly again.


That should have been the end of it, but a singularly plain looking man in a beat up leather jacket and aviator shades visited him in the hospital and offered to pay for his rehabilitation and put him back in a cockpit. Instead of shipping home in disgrace, Lev endured months of experimental procedures and intense therapy as they grafted muscle and bone and flesh and slowly stitched him back together.
<u>'''Personal Summary'''</u>


Security Operations [Sec-Ops] signed him straight from the facility, and he flew for them until the end of the war.
I fought proudly on the side of the Independents for the most reasonable of reasons.  


There was this girl.


----
Things did not go smooth. First mission dirtside, landmine killed her so hard she died to death right there in the mud. Me? By then I was in too deep to get out and nowhere particular to get out to.
 
That was my first battle, and it lasted for days. Was my last battle as infantry though. Sucked seven bullets outta me after that scrap. Turns out, while I make a respectable showing in back alley dust-ups and friendly barroom brawls, I'm fer shite in a proper battlefield battle with guns and the like.
 
Spent the rest of the war shipboard on smaller vessels as quartermaster - procuring fuel, ammo, foodstuffs - whatever we had a need for. Got good at bargaining and deals and trading favors.
 
War's over now, and after half a year in an Alliance POW camp, they cranked out Amnesty and cut me loose.
 
I'm still fixated on shipboard life, but I don't really fit aboard the sort of vessels that can pocket for an actual quartermaster in peacetime. I'm a bit of a git. I rub folk the wrong way, and ships with the cred for quartermasters tend to stockpile it from serving fancy folk who don't much care for being rubbed wrong.
 
But everyone - in the black or under the clear blue - gotta eat, so I make my way squeezed into tiny galleys slinging chow for bastards as bastardy as me, and when cookin ain't needed I got other skills what's useful enough to claim my share of our jobs.


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Pepper John :: Ship's Cook[edit]

"You get one complaint; after that you get suppositories."[edit]

Attributes d6[edit]

Physical d8 || Mental d8 || Social d8

Trained Skills d6[edit]

Craft d6

Fight d10

Fix d6

Influence d10

Know d10

- Current Events d6

Move d8

Sneak d6

Treat d8

Trick d8

Untrained Skills d4[edit]

| Drive | Fly | Focus | Labor | Notice | Operate | Perform | Shoot | Survive | Throw |

Distinctions d8[edit]

Browncoat Quartermaster [Background] It's not glamourous knowing what's what, what's where, how much you have, how much you need, and how much it will cost, but it's steady work.

Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll d4 instead of d8 to gain 1 PP
War Surplus: Your time in the war left you with a detailed headmap of where and how to obtain what's needed on short notice. Spend 1 PP to add Know to your total on any Social + Influence roll to obtain goods or services.

[Highlighted Skills: Fix/Influence/Know]


Professional Bastard [Personality] You're that guy. You know all the best bars, all the worst people, and you know when it's time to do the things polite folk just don't do

Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll d4 instead of d8 to gain 1 PP
Know a Guy: You know folk across the verse and got contacts on nearly every world and moon to pimple the pristine face of the black. Spend 1 PP to create a d8 asset when you call in a shady associate with the skills you need.

[Highlighted Skills: Fight/Sneak/Trick]


Ship's Cook [Role] When things ain't goin smooth, a fillin meal might be all a man has to look forward to.

Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll d4 instead of d8 to gain 1 PP

[Highlighted Skills: Craft/Move/Treat]

Signature Assets d6[edit]

Fine Custom Cutlery d8 You have a fine set of specialty knives for every conceivable job, all wrapped up in a neat leather roll bag for easy carrying.

Chef Coat You might be surprised the places dressin like the help can get you into.

Basic Med Kit You have bandages, skin sealant, pain pills, and other basic first aid supplies.

Diceless Assets [edit]

Independent Issued Sidearm Never fired. Only dropped once.

Bio[edit]

Homeworld: Londinium


Ht: 168cm/5'6" || Wt: 73Kg/160Lbs || Age: 45 || Hair: Grey || Skin: Fair

Markings: Knife scars (face/hands/torso) ]] Bullet holes (torso/legs) || "Red Bar" - prison gang tattoo (face)



Personal Summary

I fought proudly on the side of the Independents for the most reasonable of reasons.

There was this girl.

Things did not go smooth. First mission dirtside, landmine killed her so hard she died to death right there in the mud. Me? By then I was in too deep to get out and nowhere particular to get out to.

That was my first battle, and it lasted for days. Was my last battle as infantry though. Sucked seven bullets outta me after that scrap. Turns out, while I make a respectable showing in back alley dust-ups and friendly barroom brawls, I'm fer shite in a proper battlefield battle with guns and the like.

Spent the rest of the war shipboard on smaller vessels as quartermaster - procuring fuel, ammo, foodstuffs - whatever we had a need for. Got good at bargaining and deals and trading favors.

War's over now, and after half a year in an Alliance POW camp, they cranked out Amnesty and cut me loose.

I'm still fixated on shipboard life, but I don't really fit aboard the sort of vessels that can pocket for an actual quartermaster in peacetime. I'm a bit of a git. I rub folk the wrong way, and ships with the cred for quartermasters tend to stockpile it from serving fancy folk who don't much care for being rubbed wrong.

But everyone - in the black or under the clear blue - gotta eat, so I make my way squeezed into tiny galleys slinging chow for bastards as bastardy as me, and when cookin ain't needed I got other skills what's useful enough to claim my share of our jobs.

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