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==Sebastian "Doc" Mayfair==
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==Johnathan "Fix" Walton==
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==''I haven't required pliers for extraction in a long while.''==
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==''I make broken things work and unbroken things not''==
  
'''''T''' is for '''Toothless'''''
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'''''D''' is for '''Doppelganger'''
  
''An impotent bite''
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:''Copies of me''
  
''Rendering useless''
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::''In church or the schoolyard''
  
''Your edge in the fight''
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:::''Which me did you see?''
 
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'''MY NAME IS . . .''' Emily Play
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'''MY NAME IS . . .''' Johnathan Walton, but most folk just call me Fix
  
'''AND I AM A . . .''' Professional Teenager
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'''AND I AM A . . .''' Mechanic
  
'''WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE?''' Doctors, peering and prying; Nurses, poking and prodding; Patients, screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming . . .  
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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.
  
'''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' It was just the one little tentacle, growing out of my shoulder, but ma saw it. Saw the little black Fae no taller than my hand from the Neverwhen dancing around my feet. She called the Doctors at Willow Oak and they came for me in their stupid white truck with their stupid white HugMe shirt and strapped me in both and took me away.
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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.
  
I live there now. Willow Oak Asylum.
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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.
  
You know . . . except when I leave.
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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.
  
The doctors can't see the holes in the world. But I can. And the Fae of the Neverwhen are only happy to lead me through the holes . . .
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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.
  
'''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' Skinny teenage girl with blue hair and a hoodie.
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'''Question 6?''' Wordy words of worderton . . .
 
 
'''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' I am a changeling, a lost princess of the Neverwhen. The black Fae come to my call. But when I call, I change, and what lies beneath starts growing straight out of what's on the surface. The tentacles don't ungrow until the black Fae go.
 
 
 
'''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' I walk the Ways, the paths between the World and the Neverwhen. One day I will make it to the Neverwhen and take my crown and I will stay.
 
 
 
<s>'''WHAT BROUGHT YOU TO THE MAD CITY?''' There are scars in the Ways, crude wounds, holes between the City Slumbering and the Mad City. I got lost in the early days exploring the Ways between the World and the Neverwhen and found myself there. Getting out again wasn't near as easy as stumbling in. The Mad City is a terrible place. I learned much of myself trying to escape it. </s>
 
  
 
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CURRENT EXHAUSTION 0
 
CURRENT EXHAUSTION 0
  
TOTAL FLIGHT RESPONSES 2
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TOTAL FLIGHT RESPONSES 1
  
TOTAL FIGHT RESPONSES 1
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TOTAL FIGHT RESPONSES 2
  
  
 
<u>'''EXHAUSTION TALENT'''</u>
 
<u>'''EXHAUSTION TALENT'''</u>
  
'''Vanishing Act:''' I can get out of virtually any situation without a trace, either by hiding, scampering away, misdirection, or pure bluff and bluster. When whoever is trying to corner me next looks, I'm just gone . . . near as they can tell.
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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.
  
 
<u>'''MADNESS TALENT'''</u>
 
<u>'''MADNESS TALENT'''</u>
  
'''Princess of the Neverwhen:''' The black Fae come when I call. Fight for me. Work for me. Dance with me. Guide my way. But when I call, tentacles start growing out of my flesh. The more I call the more tentacles grow, the longer they grow, the stronger.
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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.
  
'''(1-2 Madness Dice)''' A few Fae appear, usually unseen by anyone else, they point the way, give warning, do small things for me, act as a distraction, lead me to one of the Ways. [I grow one or two tentacles the length of an arm with the strength of a grasping hand].
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[1-2 Dice] to create one or two doppelers - these must appear nearby
  
'''(3-4 Madness Dice)''' Hundreds of Fae appear. They can accomplish quite a bit, or destroy quite a bit. They are a clever workforce. Or a terrible little army. This many of them are capable of keeping my companions on the path when we traverse the Ways, even if those I lead are blind to the path. [I grow three to four tentacles thrice the length of an arm with the strength of gorrillas].
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[3-4 Dice] to create several doppelers - these can appear farther away
  
'''(5-6 Madness Dice)''' Thousands of Fae scramble out of the cobbles and the paving stones, the sewer grates and cracks in the walls, laying their little hands to whatever chaos or destruction I have dreamed for them. I'm not often fast enough to keep them from wreaking their own mayhem as well when this many are to hand. In such numbers they can lead us through the longest Way in an instant. [I grow five to six tentacles the length of tall trees with the strength of giant yellow construction machines].
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[5-6 Dice] to create any number of doppelers - these can appear several blocks away

Latest revision as of 20:12, 6 March 2022

Johnathan "Fix" Walton[edit]

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I make broken things work and unbroken things not[edit]

D is for Doppelganger

Copies of me
In church or the schoolyard
Which me did you see?

MY NAME IS . . . Johnathan Walton, but most folk just call me Fix

AND I AM A . . . Mechanic

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Question 6? Wordy words of worderton . . .


TOTAL DISCIPLINE 3

PERMANENT MADNESS 0

CURRENT EXHAUSTION 0

TOTAL FLIGHT RESPONSES 1

TOTAL FIGHT RESPONSES 2


EXHAUSTION TALENT

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.

MADNESS TALENT

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.

[1-2 Dice] to create one or two doppelers - these must appear nearby

[3-4 Dice] to create several doppelers - these can appear farther away

[5-6 Dice] to create any number of doppelers - these can appear several blocks away