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Hi, thought I might throw a character into the ring for consideration as a last minute (sorry!) character for consideration. Name: Chloe Davis (PL 10, 150pp) “Honestly, this is probably going to hurt.” Registered PRA Character Sheet: Allegiances: Dad Str 34, Dex 10, Con 34, Int 10, Wis 10...

Straightening herself stiffly, Janis arranges her hair and forces a semblance of calm back onto her features before going back to whatever she was doing previously, as if nothing had happened.

Janis frowns deeply, her brow furrowing into deep, uncharacteristic lines as she shuts her eyes tight and sets her indomitable will against her Curse. Not tonight, not tonight.

Janis grooms her bear, which creates its own sort of major mess for her to attend to afterwards.

Sorry... :p I wouldn't read too much into it - this drop-out has more to do with simplification for the other players and GM than dissatisfaction, and the hair-tearing frustration in the other game had very little to do with anything but specific personality conflicts that I should have been...

OOC:Scowling. Looking cryptic. Harumphing and muttering things under her breath.

I've thought about it and it's probably just best if I bow out of this one. The whole farce/parody comments probably show more than anything else we've just got a complete disconnect about where each other are coming from, and with the GM pushing to consolidate the group I think I've eked out as...

I've been thinking about this too, and it's one of the reasons I normally prefer games where everyone establishes a good reason to put up with each other ahead of time. On the other hand, I'm having a great time with my character - a great time that's pretty much completely demolished every...

Janis rolls her eyes and simply grabs a shift from her pack and begins dusting and scrubbing on her hands and knees. "My parents would be scandalized, but they never quite figured out why a broom was the true lord of a manor," Janis comments. "Are you going to help, child?" Janis asks Ireena...

OOC: It sort of depends on NPCs at this point, whether or not Alan can produce a cell phone or something.

"Because I don't trust you, I don't trust the people you hang out with, and you're associating with a guy who's being blackmailed by the mob that's looking for my daughter to break her kneecaps, that's why." Alan sighs and reaches up to his face to rub where non-existent glasses might otherwise...

"It's a 'I'm offering to help you guys even if I don't like everyone's table manners' because whatever else anyone might think of me I'm still a doctor. You, me, and the people who think I'm scum? We're all sick. Ashana's overruled me helping you guys even if you don't want it, but if any of...

Alan shrugs. "Look, I've already done my part. You folks can go hang out with your evil galactic criminal organizations if you like. This Talos character can come with me and I'll see if I can't figure out how to save his spouse too. Even if the rest of you don't want to come with me and Ashana...

Don't worry, I pretty much had what you were onto figured out. :D

'No, Mira isn't my daughter, Vanessa is. I really don't know what Mira's involvement is in all of this, but she's not my daughter. And since Ashana and Wedge haven't threatened me except when we had a discussion about Mike or her father, and your guy is admitting that he's involved with...

"Curious," Janis says, not sounding as if she quite believes it. "Anyone else?"

Alan grins while replying to Ashana. "They're all wearing matching jumpsuits huddled together in public like a roller derby team. I don't really think me telling them to hurry is their biggest worry in the 'sticking out like a sore thumb' category, Ashana." "They have beer," Alan explains, as...

"Perhaps the statue is what the agent sought?" Janis muses. Frowning, Janis strides forward and holds her hand over the altar as if testing it for warmth. "I wonder if my heart is truly black?" Janis places her hand upon the altar.

Janis closes the door to the chapel behind them, else they have any unannounced visitors.

"Ashana, Wedge, & Biggs. Don't tease her about Mike. You're being hunted by dangerous space Cartels and other people my daughter owes money to. Aliens tried to kill us by invading a planet. We have sandwiches back at the house." Alan looks at the rest of the group speculatively. "Are they...