Nazareth Awakened [Mage: The Awakening] [OOC]

Shayuri · May 14, 2014

Yeah, I think part of it is that she got in touch online with some other conspiracy minded folks, and they were based in Nazareth...but there's still plenty of room for the touch of providence (or something else) in that scenario. I figure there's this guy who has some personal wealth from his Silicon Valley days who came out to Nazareth in anticipation of the Nazi Moon-men invasion, set up a doomsday bunker and bought an AM radio station to try to warn folks.

My character found his website in her researches, something resonated, and now she's supporting herself by working for him, along with another guy.

That frees me up to make her a bit less frothy-at-the-mouth insane (now her boss gets that honor), but still kind of nutty and obsessive in a way I hope will be at least somewhat endearing. It also gives me some mundane relationships to ruin, which was lacking before...

Yes. Yesssss....

Oh, and yes. Acanthus.

TillForPie · May 14, 2014

Sounds like we're cooking with gas.

Rubberneck · May 14, 2014

Funny story is I've listened to those types of AM Radio Stations before. Especially when working graveyard shift at my work as a Security Officer. I'd drive around all night to these different rural locations listening to this show called Coast to Coast AM with George Noory. So I am currently imagining your character as like a female version of it and I find it hilarious and slightly intriguing haha

Rubberneck · May 14, 2014

So is there anything further I need to touch on with my character creation? I'm guessing actual stats shouldn't be posted in here but rather sent to you in a PM. Guess I'm just curious if you have any further questions about my character.

TillForPie · May 14, 2014

Rubberneck said:
So is there anything further I need to touch on with my character creation? I'm guessing actual stats shouldn't be posted in here but rather sent to you in a PM. Guess I'm just curious if you have any further questions about my character.

What you've sent all checks out. It's up to you how far you want to develop your character, he's certainly in a state I'd consider ready-to-play.

And for others who might be wondering, I do prefer stats to be sent over private message. It's likely you'll all be able to deduce one another's skills during play but no reason to spoil the mystery.

Mosier · May 15, 2014

Orlando Raleigh wasn't much in his previous life. "I'm at the top of the bottom," he liked to joke. His self-depreciating, friendly humor put people at ease. Opened the door, so to speak. Once that door was opened, that one little creak, that one small, tiny opportunity was all he needed.

Orlando knew exactly what he was doing. He knew that normal people would call it theft, or at least a scam. He didn't see it that way, though. He saw it as survival of the fittest. The strong devouring the weak. The circle of life.

Orlando made his living in the Vegas casinos, where the most desperately hopeful, vulnerable people lurked. Through his cleverness, he could make a convincing lie to these people. The lie was that Orlando could help them win. In their hearts, every person sees himself as smarter, more clever, more destined for greatness than their fellows. Orlando simply urged and nurtured that feeling in others, until they honestly believed that they could beat the casino by using his system. Some of them won, and happily gave Orlando a cut. Most of them lost, and never saw the con-man again.

What Orlando didn't count on was just how weak his own character was. The dope sellers have a motto, "never use your own product," but it applied to Orlando's chosen profession every bit as strongly as to the drug trade. Orlando started to gamble his own money. A lot. He knew god-damned well that he couldn't win honestly. Hell, it was his JOB to know that, yet he did it anyway, like a compulsion.

Orlando Raleigh's story ended in handcuffs, in a dingy back room in the depths of a Vegas casino.

"We recording?" the gruff voice of a man in an expensive suit asked.

"Yeah," a security guard replied.

"Too bad." The gruff man cracked his knuckles as he leaned forward. "You're not welcome here, pal. If it weren't for effort involved, I'd call every one of them mopes you robbed, and I bet at least one'd be willing to press charges. That's how new Vegas works. Lucky for you, I'm old Vegas. I ever see your goddamn face in this town again, the camera won't be recording. Understand?"

"Sure," Orlando said.

And he meant it.

TillForPie · May 15, 2014

Mosier said:
Orlando Raleigh wasn't much in his previous life. "I'm at the top of the bottom," he liked to joke. His self-depreciating, friendly humor put people at ease. Opened the door, so to speak. Once that door was opened, that one little creak, that one small, tiny opportunity was all he needed.

Orlando knew exactly what he was doing. He knew that normal people would call it theft, or at least a scam. He didn't see it that way, though. He saw it as survival of the fittest. The strong devouring the weak. The circle of life.

Orlando made his living in the Vegas casinos, where the most desperately hopeful, vulnerable people lurked. Through his cleverness, he could make a convincing lie to these people. The lie was that Orlando could help them win. In their hearts, every person sees himself as smarter, more clever, more destined for greatness than their fellows. Orlando simply urged and nurtured that feeling in others, until they honestly believed that they could beat the casino by using his system. Some of them won, and happily gave Orlando a cut. Most of them lost, and never saw the con-man again.

What Orlando didn't count on was just how weak his own character was. The dope sellers have a motto, "never use your own product," but it applied to Orlando's chosen profession every bit as strongly as to the drug trade. Orlando started to gamble his own money. A lot. He knew god-damned well that he couldn't win honestly. Hell, it was his JOB to know that, yet he did it anyway, like a compulsion.

Orlando Raleigh's story ended in handcuffs, in a dingy back room in the depths of a Vegas casino.

"We recording?" the gruff voice of a man in an expensive suit asked.

"Yeah," a security guard replied.

"Too bad." The gruff man cracked his knuckles as he leaned forward. "You're not welcome here, pal. If it weren't for effort involved, I'd call every one of them mopes you robbed, and I bet at least one'd be willing to press charges. That's how new Vegas works. Lucky for you, I'm old Vegas. I ever see your goddamn face in this town again, the camera won't be recording. Understand?"

"Sure," Orlando said.

And he meant it.

Good stuff as usual.

Rubberneck · May 16, 2014

So at this point we're just waiting on one more to join up I believe. So far judging by the characters we have established it seems like this is going to be fun!

TillForPie · May 16, 2014

It's a shame there hasn't been more interest in a Mage game. We'll keep things open until the end of the weekend and then figure out if we still want to continue with three players.

In the meantime all I need now from Mosier are the final stats. I like your character Shayuri, let's develop her further into something more concrete.