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[d20 Apocalypse] After the Blast - Rogue's Gallery
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Name: Sophie Lin (aka Lin Hui)
Class: 1 Fast
Gender: Female
Occupation: Criminal (Disable Device, Forgery, Personal Firearms)
Allegiances: N/A
Age: 22
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 137lb
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Tanned
Str: 9 -1 ( 1p.) Level: 1 XP: 0
Dex: 16 +3 (10p.) BAB: +0 HP: 9 (8+con[1*1])
Con: 12 +1 ( 4p.) Grapple: -1 Action Points: 5
Int: 14 +2 ( 6p.) Speed: 30'
Wis: 10 +0 ( 2p.) Init: +3
Cha: 10 +0 ( 2p.) ACP: -0
Base Def Dex Equip Size Misc Total
Defense: 10 +3 +3 +0 +0 +0 16
Touch: 16 Flatfooted: 13
Base Mod Misc Total
Fort: 0 +1 +1
Ref: 1 +3 +4
Will: 0 +0 +2
Weapon Attack Damage Crit Range Mag
Beretta 92F +3 2d6 20 40 15 box
92F x2: +1/+1 2d6/2d6 20 40 15/15 box
*Point Blank Shot: +1 to ranged attack rolls within 30 feet.
Languages: Cantonese, English, Mandarin
Talents: Evasion
Feats: Simple Weapons, Personal Firearms, Two Weapon Fighting,
Point Blank Shot
Skill Points: 28 Max Ranks: 4/2
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Disable Device 4 +2 +6
Drive 2 +3 +5
Escape Artist 2 +3 +5
Forgery 2 +2 +4
Hide 4 +3 +7
Knowledge (streetwise) 4 +2 +6
Read/Write Language 2
Repair (cc) 2 +2 +4
Sleight of Hand 2 +3 +5
Speak Language 2
Equipment: Weight
(on hand)
Casual Clothing + Coat 4
Cellphone .5
Handbag 1
-Car Opening Kit 1
-Stun Gun 1
Holster (concealed carry) .5
-Beretta 92F 3
(at apartment)
Range Pack 2
-Beretta 92F 3
-Box Magazine x2 1
-Duct Tape 1
-Forgery Kit 3
-Holster (concealed carry) .5
-Lockpick Set 1
-Multipurpose tool .5
-Penlight .5
Weight (on hand): 11 lb
Weight (total): 23.5 lb
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
Max Weight: 30 60 90 180 450
Background: Hui, the youngest daughter of the immigrant Lin family, was born in the States to a life of poverty. Despite her parents' constant urging to improve her economic status, she never did well in school. It was always easier to just skip out of classes, buy homework answers, and cheat on exams. Her delinquencies led her into a street gang during high school. However, that association quickly proved too distasteful for Hui. To get away from the gang, she dropped out of school, moved out to live on her own, and took on a nickname of Sophie.
Nowadays, Sophie lives in poverty on the south side of Chicago. She has been committing a variety of crimes to support herself, ranging from pickpocketing to car theft. Sophie's lifestyle is not exactly expensive; she has a small apartment and is clean of drugs. Rather, her dealings with pawnshops usually leave her with just enough cash for rent.
Sophie's criminal career has usually been nonviolent, but she carries a stungun for safety and (illegally) a handgun for emergencies.
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Finished games
Into the World: Charlie, Human Commoner*; IC
Six Nights to Year's End: Kaeso Drionus, Human Fighter; IC
To the Noble Born: Lily Fairgold, Halfling Cleric; IC
Touch of the Abyss: Slisik, Dragonborn Barbarian/Druid; IC
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Reason: typos
Name: Sgt. James 'Jay' Matthews
Class: Dedicated Hero 3/ Tough Hero 2
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Allegiances: CPD (Special Cases Task Force), Justice, Family
Occupation: Law Enforcement (Knowledge [Streetwise], Gather Information)
Str: 11 +X (3p.) Level: 5 XP:Dex: 10 +X (2p.) BAB: +3 HP: 32 (3d6 +2d10 +10)
Con: 14 +X (6p.) Grapple: +3 AP: 6/7
Int: 12 +X (4p.) Speed: 30' Rep +1
Wis: 16 +X (8p +1) Init: +0 Dmg Red: 0
Cha: 10 +X (2p.) ACP: 0
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc TotalArmor: 0 +2 +0 +0 +0 +0 +4 16
Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 14
Base Mod Misc TotalFort: 4 +2 +6
Ref: 1 +0 +1
Will: 2 +3 +5
Weapon Attack Damage Critical
S&W M29 (.44 Magnum) +3(+4 PB) 2d8 20
Combat Knife +3 1d4+0 19-20
Mag-lite -1 1d2+0 20
Pistol whip +3 1d4+hilarious 20
Languages: English
Talents: Empathy, Intuition (Dedicated); Remain Conscious (Tough)
Feats: Armor Proficiency (light), Attentive, Endurance, Heroic Surge, Point Blank Shot,
Personal Firearms Proficiency, Simple Weapons Proficiency
Skill Points: 36/8 Max Ranks: 8/4
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Drive 0/4 +0 +4
Gather Info 6/2 +0 +8
Investigate 6/0 +1 +2 +9
Knowledge (streetwise) 6/2 +1 +1 +10
Listen 6/0 +3 +9
Sense Motive 6/0 +3 +2 +11
Spot 6/0 +3 +2 +9
Treat Injury 0/0 +3 +3
Survival 0/0 +3 +3
Equipment: Cost Weight
Street Clothes
Black Nissan Altima Hybrid
Black Duffel bag containing: 2
S&W M29 3
Combat Knife 1
Light Undercover Shirt 2
Mag-lite Flashlight 1
Zip-ties (6)
Cellphone
Pepper spray canister
Multitool .5
Concealable digital audio recorder 1
HP Netbook 2
Small digital camera .5
Maps (road atlas) 1
GPS receiver
Chemical Light sticks (12) 2
First Aid Kit 2
Basic Tool Kit10
(Multipurpose tools, duct tape - 1, bolt cutters - 5)
Basic Evidence Kit6
(Latex gloves, tweezers, 6 small plastic containers, swabs, etc.)
Food/Water (2 Days of Trail Rations)
Road Flares (12) 6
Portable Fire extinguisher 3
cB Radio 3
Total Weight:36lb
Lgt Med Hvy Lift PushMax Weight: 38 39-76 77-115 230 575
Age: 33
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180lb
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Dark
Background:
In his pre-apocalyptic life, James ‘Jay’ Matthews worked as a member of the CPD’s Organized Crime Division (OCD) in the narcotics section. In the months leading up to Day 0, Sgt. Matthews was operating undercover as part of the ‘Special Cases Task Force’, an inter-divisional unit that was formed a year earlier to look into a number of potentially connected and highly unusual crimes: thefts from several neural-tissue storage facilities; a series of apparent self-immolations and other violent deaths; and a new potent narcotic substance of unknown composition that had recently begun to proliferate in the Chicago underground, known only by its street name ‘blue’. When the explosion hit, Sgt. Matthews was en route to make contact with an individual claiming to be able to supply large quantities of blue, for the right price.
Appearance:
James is a young-looking African-American man, handsomely nondescript with the exception of the dreadlocks he is currently sporting as part of his undercover persona. He is dressed in jeans and a hoodie, with a brown t-shirt emblazoned with a red graffiti-art stylized question mark (part of the ‘Quest-ionz’ hip-hop brand so popular with the kids).
Personality:
His at-home persona could be described as ‘easy-going family man’. But that’s all gone now. Now, the work persona may be the only thing left; James is observant, slow to speak on matters of opinion, but quick to aggressively pursue and bring down any perceived injustice. He has a strong sense of moral duty, but has been working undercover long enough to know how to choose his fights wisely.
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Name: Kyle Freeman
Class: Charismatic 1/ Dedicated 1
Size: Human
Gender: Male
Occupation: Doctor (Craft Pharmaceutical/Treat Injury)
Allegiences: Stritch School of Medicine
Str: 10 +0 ( 2p.) Level: 2 XP: 1000
Dex: 12 +1 ( 4p.) BAB: +0 HP: 9 (6+1d6)
Con: 10 +0 ( 2p.) Grapple: +0 Dmg Red: N/A
Int: 14 +2 ( 6p.) Speed: 30' Spell Res: N/A
Wis: 13 +1 ( 5p.) Init: +1 Spell Save: N/A
Cha: 14 +2 ( 6p.) ACP: -0 Spell Fail: N/A
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc TotalDefence: 10 +0 +0 +1 +0 +0 +1 12
Touch: 12 Flatfooted: 11
Base Mod Misc TotalFort: 2 +0 +2
Ref: 1 +1 +2
Will: 1 +1 +2
Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Fist +0 1d3 (Non-lethal)
Languages: English, Latin
Talents: Fast Talk, Healing Knack
Feats: Weapons (Simple), Medical Expert, Surgery
Skill Points: 43 Max Ranks: 5/2
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Bluff 4/1 +2 +7
Craft Pharmaceutical 2/0 +2 +2 +6
Diplomacy 4/1 +2 +7
Disquise 2/0 +2 +4
Drive 0/1 +1 +2
Gather Information 4/1 +2 +7
Profession 4/0 +1 +5
Read/Write 1/0
Sense Motive 0/2 +1 +3
Speak 1/0
Spot 0/2 +1 +3
Treat Injury 5/0 +1 +4 +10
Equipment: Weight
Casual Clothing 2lb
Field Bag 2lb
-Notebook Computer 5lb
-Cellphone .5lb
-Penlight .5lb
-Multipurpose tool .5lb
-PDA .5lb
Toyota Corolla
-Medical Kit 5lb
-Pharmacist Kit 6lb
-Road Atlas 1lb
-Digital Camera .5lb
Total Weight:22.5lb Money: 47$
Lgt Med Hvy Lift PushMax Weight: 33 66 100 XXX XXX
Age: 25
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 170lb
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale
Description:
Kyle woke up from the wreck. The lorry had neatly pinned his car to the wall but amazingly hadn't damaged it very much. It had at the same time shielded him from the blast while pushing his car sideways. Kyle was feeling fuzzy. He wasn't certain what had happened but he scampered out from his car and picked up the medical kit from the backseat. He had been driving back home from the hospital and had seen a bright light that had dazed him. Then nothing until waking up just now. Considering the sun hadn't moved at all, he had been out cold only minutes. He looked around and saw only cars smashed to the wall and thrown around. Something huge had happened. Taking his kit (being a medstudent, he kept a bit better emergency eguipment in his car than most people) he ran to the first car to check on the driver while at the same time cursing to his cellphone for not turning on...
Kyle is somewhat handsome young fellow with a likable smile. He is only graduation short of being a full doctor and a pretty skilled one at that. At the time of the blast he was wearing casual everyday clothes and sported a dark neatly combed hair. After all, he had just finished his shift at the hospital. Kyle can be quite talkative at times, but this usually works for his benefit as he has the knack to say just the right words for winning others' trust.
The days in Chicago had been enlightening. After the congress and the dissertations of his colleges, Francisco exposed his new breakthrough in hyper conductors. The promising young was named as "The next Tesla" by his fellows physicians. He was still to got to that shooting circle: since he was a kid he had a fascination with medieval weapons, and carried his crossbow and sword with him anytime.
All that seems so far away in time. Now there's nothing like that anymore. Before Day 0 Fransico was traveling in the subways, in his way to the airport. He attributes that to the fact that he is still alive. Although there are many other people alive in the city, chaos seemed to have taken over the city. Francisco could only wonder what could have happened in his homeland. If he was to see his family again, he had to stand strong and survive. He had the know how, and was sure to be up to the task. Tesla would be proud, he thought to himself.
Mri'Thas: "Useless primates... " Sheng Zim: "Your existence brings the world out of balance. The chaos I bring shall revert it; unfortunately, your soul will be destroyed in the process."
-------------------------------------- Tuk Heavy Hands Apeldan: "Trolls are afraid to cats. Good to know" (Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult") Cnosos: "I bet there's plenty of wonderful devices in that ship. Let's scavenge them at once!" (Blackrat's "After Earth") Metliz: Sounds like fun! (Arkandus's "The First") Thok: "Thok eats a lot, Thok big. Thok not good at first impressions." (MnL's "Valley of the Dead")
Name: Xavier Rames
Class: Smart Hero 1
Occupation: Rural (HA and Survival Class Skills)
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Str: 11 +0 Level: 1 XP:0
Dex: 12 +1 BAB: +0 HP:7 (1d6+1)
Con: 12 +1 Grapple: +0 Dmg Red: 0/0
Int: 14 +2 Speed: 30' Spell Res: 0
Wis: 12 +1 Init: +1 Spell Save: +0
Cha: 12 +1 ACP: 0 Spell Fail: 0%
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total
Armor: 10 +1 +0 +1 +0 +0 +0 12
Touch: 11 Flatfooted: 11
Base Mod Misc Total
Fort: 0 +1 +1
Ref: 0 +1 +1
Will: 1 +1 +2
Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Switchblade +0 1d4 19-20/x2
Languages: English
Abilities: Savant (Craft mech.)
Feats: Personal Firearms Proficiency, Simple Weapon Proficiency, Gearhead, Animal Affinity
Skill Points: 44 Max Ranks: 4/2
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Computer use 2 +2 +2 6
Craft (Elec.) 4 +2 +0 6
Craft (Mech.) 4 +2 +1 7
Disable Device 4 +2 6
Handle Animal 2 +1 +2 5
Knowledge (Tech) 4 +2 6
Navigate 4 +2 6
Profession (Farmer) 4 +1 5
Repair 4 +2 +2 8
Research 4 +2 6
Ride 0 +1 +2 3
Search 4 +2 6
Survival 4 +1 5
Equipment: Cost Weight
Xavier
-Leather Jacket 4
-Casual Clothes 2
-Tool Belt 2
-Penlight 0.5
-Switchblade 1
-Mech. Tool Kit 22
-Map 1
-Wallet -
Total Weight: 32.5 lb
Gadget
-Backpack 2
-Rations (1 day) 1
-Spaghetti-O's 1.5
-Root Beer 1.5
-First Aid Kit 2
-Binoculars 2
-Elec. Tool Kit 12
-Duct Tape 1
-Blanket 4
-Dog Food 20
Total Weight: 47 lb
Gadget
Medium-Size Dog: CR 1; Medium-size animal; HD 2d8+4; hp 13; Mas 15; Init +2;
Spd 40 ft.; Defense 13, touch 12, flat-footed 11 (+2 Dex, +1 natural);
BAB +1; Grap +3; Atk +3 melee (1d6+3, bite); Full Atk +3 melee (1d6+3, bite);
FS 5 ft. by 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft.; SQ scent; AL none or owner; SV Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +1;
AP 0; Rep +0; Str 15, Dex 15, Con 15, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 6.
Skills: Jump +4, Listen +5, Spot +5, Survival +1 (+5 when tracking by scent),
Swim +5.
Feats: None.
Tricks: Hunting: An animal trained for hunting knows Attack, Down, Fetch, Heel, Seek, and Track.
Advancement: None.
Scent (Ex): This ability allows the creature to detect approaching enemies,
sniff out hidden foes, and track by sense of smell. Creatures with the
scent ability can identify familiar odors just as humans do familiar sights.
The creature can detect opponents within 30 feet by sense of smell. If the
opponent is upwind, the range increases to 60 feet; if downwind, it drops
to 15 feet. Strong scents can be detected at twice the ranges noted above.
Overpowering scents can be detected at triple normal range. When a creature
detects a scent, the exact location is not revealed—only its presence
somewhere within range. The creature can take a move or attack action to note
the direction of the scent. If it moves within 5 feet of the source, the
creature can pinpoint that source. A creature with the scent ability can
follow tracks by smell, making a Wisdom check to find or follow a track.
The typical DC for a fresh trail is 10 (no matter what kind of surface holds
the scent). This DC increases or decreases depending on the strength of the
quarry’s odor, the number of creatures being tracked, and the age of the
trail. For each hour that the trail is cold, the DC increases by 2. The
ability otherwise follows the rules for the Track feat. Creatures tracking
by scent ignore the effects of surface conditions and poor visibility.
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
Max Weight: 33 66 100 200 500
(38) (76) (115)
Age: 12
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 140 lb
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Skin: Caucasian (Tanned)
In Truck- Ford F-150 XL (pickup):
First Aid Kit 2
Mechanical Toolkit - Basic 22
Duct Tape 1
Map Road Atlas 1
Electrical Toolkit - Basic 12
Binoculars 2
Xavier was in the bathroom of a nearby apartment building when he felt the tremor and was unsure what to think. A tremor in Chicago? Chicago didn't have earthquakes... That's when the noise started. From outside, muffled by the doors, he could hear frantic shouting. As he walked out the door it was madness. People ran everywhere with no heed for what was in their way. He watched women knocked flat by men twice their size and was himself slammed against a wall as someone he didn't see ran by. As he made his way carefully upstairs, he began to take notice of what the people were saying. Something about an explosion, attack...He didn't fully understand but could tell by their faces that something was drastically wrong. When he walked out the front doors it was chaos in the streets, people ran everywhere carrying huge piles of stuff, looting and some were crying. The streets were a wreck, cars strewn about on their sides, buildings crumbling and smoking in the distance. He looked for his father and the truck but could only see the truck propped on its side against a building. Where was his father? As he got closer he could see him...on the ground with a puddle of blood surrounding him. All the crops they had in the back of the truck were scattered about the street and people were grabbing them as they ran by. He ran to his father and knelt beside him, crying, wondering what to do, what was happening... Then he felt a strong hand grab him by the shoulder and throw him sideways. When he looked up into the man's eyes it was enough to cause him to grab the pocket knife he kept in his jeans. Seeing this the man laughed and lunged at him but Xavier had the quickness of youth and his pocketknife sank into the man's hand sending a spurt of blood onto Xaviers face. The man sank back for a moment holding his hand but the look in his eyes became, if possible, more murderous now. Then before he knew what was happening the look disappeared and turned to one of confusion. Xavier hadn't heard the shot over the mayhem but when he turned he saw the police officer lowering his gun. "Son, I don't have the time to explain but if you have a home or family go there now! A bomb was dropped and the city isn't safe anymore, go now! Good bye." And with that he ran off into madness. Even the loss of his father was overridden by his terror now and he ran to the truck trying to start it. Come on....come on....
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Class: Strong Hero 3/Infiltrator 2/Helix Warior 2
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Occupation: Military (Hide, Move Silently)
Str: 16 +3 (+1) Level: 7 XP: 2100
Dex: 12 +1 BAB: +5 HP: 44 (5d8+2d10+6)
Con: 12 +1 Grapple: +8 Action Points: 9
Int: 14 +2 Speed: 30'
Wis: 10 +0 Init: +5
Cha: 8 -1 ACP: +0
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc TotalArmor: 10 +5 +X +1 +0 +X +X 16
Base Mod Misc TotalFort: +1 +6 X +5
Ref: +1 +3 X +4
Will: +0 +3 X +0
Weapon Attack Damage Range Critical
Knife +8 1d4+3 10ft 19-20x2
Languages: English, Arabic
Abilities: Extreme Effort, Improved Extrem Effort, Haul, Light Sleeper, Survivor, Darkvision (60ft),
Feats: Personal Firearms Prof., Blind-fight, Improved Initiative, Quick Draw,
Point Blank Shot, Endurance, Armor prof. (light)
Flaw: Weak Will
Skill Points: 50 Max Ranks: 10/5
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Climb 5 +3 +13
Jump 10 +3 +13
Knowledge(tactics) 5 +2 +8
Hide 9 +1 +11
Move Silently 9 +1 +11
Listen 10 +0 +10
Speak language 1
Write language 1
Equipment: Weight
Clothes 2lb
Cell phone N/A
Swiss army knife 0.5lb
Knife 1lb
Total Weight: 3.5lb
Lgt Med Hvy Lift PushMax Weight: 133lb 226lb 400lb 400lb 2000lb
Age: 32
Height: 6'01"
Weight: 220lb
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Light Brown
Skin: Tan
Appearance: Terrence looks the part of his Arabian heritage. He has a few tatoos, one on his left forearm (an angel holding a blade and scale), one on his back (a skull in front of an atom bomb explosion), and the last one on his left bicep (the islamic holy symbol).He usually wears a long sleve gray sweater, a pair of cargo pants, and a pair of wire frame glasses.
Background: XXXX
__________________ "To live is to dream; to die is to awaken"
- La Bamba
“Believe in the ideal, not the idol.”
“Words- so innocent and powerless are they, as standing in a dictionary; how for evil and good they become to one who knows how to combine them.” --Nathanial Hawthorne
"Those who flow through life, as life flows, feel no wear... feel no tear... need no mending... no repair." -Laotzu
Last edited by Frozen Messiah; 6th November 2009 at 09:06 PM..
Appearance:
In very decent shape, Tom stands at 6'1". His blonde hair is cut so the wind will not blow it out of shape, almost a military cut. His blonde goatee hides his chiseled chin and his blue eyes glow in the sun.
Background:
Tom grew up being very active and played most sports in high school and college. But He didn't want to be one of those career athlete types. He loved his academics. He majored in Criminal Law and started to pursue a career with the local or state police. Being a skilled athlete and an academic, Tom for some reason or another just could not pass all the entrance exams to join the force. Military was not an option, so using the schooling he received, he decided to open up his own Private Investigation firm. This way Tom could still help those in need and help out the citizens of Chicago and occasionally the local Police Sargent with a cold case.
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