[RG]Pickman's Model Revisited Characters[CoC]


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Dr. John Tweed
3rd Level Defense Option

STR 10 (+0)
DEX 12 (+1)
CON 12 (+1)
INT 16 (+3)
WIS 14 (+2)
CHA 10 (+0)

Hit Points: 17
AC: 13
Move: 30"
Inituative: +1
BAB +1
Melee AB +1
Missle AB +2
Sanity: 70

Saves:
Fort: +2
Reflex: +5
Will: +5

Feats: Sharp Eyed, Skill Emphasis: Craft (Chemistry), Weapon Proficiency: Pistol

Skills:
Computer Use: +9
Concentration: +7
Craft (Chemisty): +12
Craft (Photography): +9
Drive: +4
Heal: +10
Knowledge (Biology): +9
Knowledge (Medicine): +9
Search: +11
Sense Motive: +7
Speak Other Language (Latin): +9
Spot: +8

Income: 60,000
Savings: 21,000

Equipment:
Glock Model 17 Pistol (in bedside drawer in apartment)
Box of 9mm ammo (50)
Cell Phone
Good PC computer (at home)
Good Laptop computer (at work)
Digital camera with software
Developer Kit
35mm SLR camera
Basic Doctor's diagnostic kit
EMT kit
Surgery kit
Complete first aid kit
Bandage kit with tape and scissors
Emergency burn kit
Scalpel set
Assorted Atopsy tools.




Dr. John Tweed is the assistant coroner for Boston's Medical Examiner's office. Born in Boston to Thomas Tweed, a local lawyer, and Sara Tweed. John felt pressured to follow in his father's foot steps and become a lawyer and take over his practice. John rebelled against this and only when he was excepted into medical school did his father relent. John loves to work puzzles and the human body seemed the biggest puzzle of all. His is being groomed to take over the office of cheif medical examiner after Dr. Bernard Flynn retires in a few years.

John is in his early forties and eight years ago he went through a nasty divorce from his wife Lydia. They have no children. John has brown hair with a green eyes. He is tall and thin. He chain smokes. John lives in a downtown apartment with is cat, Felix.


PS, I spent $15,000 to just cover all my stuff like clothes, my equipment (see above), and any misc. stuff.
 
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Chris Vandal
3rd level Bartender (defense option)

Str 12 (+1)
Dex 13 (+1)
Con 10
Int 13 (+1)
Wis 10
Chr 16 (+3)

HP 14
AC 13
Move 30'
Initiative +1
BAB +3
(Melee +4)
(Ranged +4)
Sanity: 50

Fort +1
Ref +3 (+4)
Will +1 (+3)

Feats: Weapon (Melee), Martial Artist, Iron Will

Skills:
Bluff 6(+9)
Craft: Mixed Drinks 3(+4)
Diplomacy 6(+11)
Gamble 5(+8)
Gather Information 6 (+9)
Hide 3(+4)
Knowledge: Streetwise 5(+6)
Move Silently 3(+4)
Perform: Bass Guitar 6(+9)
Sense Motive 6
Sleight of Hand 5(+8)

Gear (carried):
Switchblade
Leather jacket
Handcuffs
Backpack
Fake ID
Flask of whisky
Red Sox baseball cap

Gear (at home):
Bass guitar
50-watt amp
Glock 17 w/ 1 clip

Vehicle: rusted-out 1983 Ford LTD sedan

Chris Vandal is a one-time classic lit student who, due to some unfortunate circumstances (like drinking too much and studying too little), dropped out of Uni before completing his first year. Now he works as a bartender at the Empty Glass and lives in the roach-infested basement apartment beneath it. On the weekends he plays bass guitar in a local jazz band... one day he might even get more than free drinks for it. One day.

His life is going right down the tubes, and quickly. His parents won't talk to him, his girlfriend is pregnant, the customers aren't tipping like they used to, and the Sox still can't beat the Yankees. Well, at least there's still the whisky.

A three-time loser, Chris wants to do something with his life. He needs to do something with his life - but what? Can't get a "real" job - he's a dropout and the economy sucks besides. Can't go back to school - he still owes tuition from the first time he tried that. Can't stop smoking, can't stop drinking, and can't stop thinking that this dumb little world gets off on throwing him nothing but curveballs.

Rent's late. Jennifer's pregnant. The car needs a new muffler. Something's got to change, and soon. He'll make it change if he has to.


Chris is 26 years old with short brown hair, pale green eyes, and a face just handsome enough to get him into trouble. His wardrobe consicts of two pairs of blue jeans, six white tee-shirts, red Chuck Taylors, and a leather jacket adorned with punk-band buttons. He is tall and lanky and slouches when he walks.

Edit: Spelling
 
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Jens Hombridge
3rd level defense option

STR 8 (-1)
DEX 14 (+2)
CON 12 (+1)
INT 14 (+2)
WIS 12 (+1)
CHR 15 (+2)

HP: 17
AC: 14
Move: 30"
BAB: +0 (Melee), +3 (Ranged)
Initiative: +2
Saves: Fortitude +2, Reflex +5, Will +4

Feats:
Trustworthy
Sensitive
Mind Reading

Skills: (All including ability modifiers)
(Core)
Concentration +4
Craft (Scientific Text) +8
Diplomacy +12
Forgery +5
Knowledge (Ancient History) +8
Knowledge (Philosophy) +6
Knowledge (Education) +3
Psychic Focus +6
Research +8
Sense Motive +7
Speak Other Language (Ancient Greek) +8
Speak Other Language (Latin) +4

(Non-Core)
Gather Information +7


Alltogether 60 Skillpoints

Max Sanity: 99
Starting Sanity: 60

Current Sanity: 60

Weapons:
Umbrella: AB -4, dmg 1d4, critical x2, bludgeoning damage

Desert Eagle .44: AB -1 (-4/-4 with Multishot), dmg 2d8, critical x3, range increment 20", magazin capacity 7, RoF: Multishot


Equipment:
Clothes for different occasions
Most usual utility items (ie matches, first aid kit, tape, etc)
Simple camera
Phone with build-in answerer
Wrist watch
Old cellphone
Cheap computer with internet access
Extensive library on Greek and Roman history and language
Desert Eagle with ammunition (50 shot).

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I listed only those items of possible importance - it's impossible to list every single household item. I assume, that standard items are available.
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Jens Hombridge was born in England on the 14th of September 1969. His parents, Peter and Marianne Hombridge, both Journalists, saw to his good education from an early age sending him to a private school of long tradition and good reknown.

After finishing school he began to study history and ancient languages, his interest kindled by the traditional education in biblical languages at his old school. Despite his parents' misgivings about what they thought was an unsecure field of work Jens Hombridge decided to become a teacher after the studium, mainly because he loved the atmosphere at the university and the spirited discussions with his peers and professors about the details of translations and their implications.

Knowing, that he would need practical experience and a PhD before he could apply at a university, he took up teaching at a school, which like his former school put an emphasis on the classical languages.

At first he thought of it only as a temporary job until he could realize his true goal, but after a few months he came to appreciate the often remarkable insights of children unprejudiced by years of study as well as the free time he could spent on pursuing his own interests and gather ideas for his doctoral thesis.

Furthermore despite his lacking in educational theory, his natural persuasiveness (diplomacy ) and insight into the motivations of his pupils served him wel enough to earn him the position of the most liked teacher at his school and when he left, following an job offer from an american private school in Boston, he was sorely missed.

By now he's been teaching Classical Greece and history to gifted children for almost ten years and thouroughly enjoys it, even if it can sometimes be tiring to work with a class of hyperactive youngsters. His original goal of becoming professor at an university still remains, but there's no haste - it would be nice to switch over, once it becomes to tedious to teach the same things over and over again, but until then reading and publicising in several different philological magazins suffices to satisfy his need for discussions on a high niveau.

Unknown to most others Jens Hombridge has his own demons to contend with, though. Due to some strange twist of fate or maybe because of his grandfather, a circus magician of great reknown before his 'retiring' to a sanatorium for the mentally unstable, it often seems as if he could see things other people can't and sometimes even hear other people's thoughts. But is this really some strange gift or is he slowly but surely going mad? Horrified by the monstrous implications of both explanations Jens has mostly tried to forget about whatever-it-is and not think about it, but the knowledge is there, burning in the darker regions of his mind, like an itch that won't go away.


A typical day would be as follows:

7 am waking up, washin, breakfast, reading the newspapers
7.30 am driving to the school
8.15 am classes begin
1 pm lunch break
2 pm afternoon classes begin
5 pm school ends
5.30 pm soccer, volleyball or other sports with fellow teachers or friends
7.30 pm driving home
8 pm dinner
8.15 pm reading books and magazins, working on classes and scientific articles, etc
12 pm sleeping


A few other notes:
Forgery and Sense Motive find most use in his daily classes in determining, whether a pupil is lying or forging his medical attest for missing school.

His good dexterity represents relative fitness and ability to move fast and accurate trained by playing soccer and other sports.

The Desert Eagle pistol he possesses is inherited from his father, who carried it with him in order to protect himself from the often dangerous objects of his journalism. While Jens Hombridge doen't much like having to do with weapons he keeps it for memory's sake and for the unlikely case, that he has to defend himself.

While familiar with the usage of computers and cellphones, he has never put much faith into these 'newcomers'. In his research he mostly focuses on the traditional ways, but also uses the internet, if it seems a viable option. His cellphone, a present from a friend, he usually leaves at home not liking to be interrupted while occupied with other matters. Also his pupils' tendency to have call each other during school annoys him to no end and he'd rather avoid being as impolite himself.

Having grown up in England and worked in London for some time, it has become a habit for Jens Hombridge to carry a large, black umbrella with him at most times. It also once enabled him to fend off a robber long enough to flee, which together with its utility during the hot summer months confirms him in his habit.

Under normal circumstances he wouldn't consider taking a job as private investigator, but at the moment half of the school is away on extended excoursions and after his last three submissions to the North American Philological Magazine got rejected there isn't much motivation to write another. In plain words he is bored.

So when one of his pupils applied in his name as a practical joke (and wondrously they seemed interested in his skills), he figured, he might give it a try. After all everybody knows, private detectives are cool. ;)
 

Neal McGavin: Male 3rd level (defense option); HD 3d6+3; hp 17; Init +0; Spd 30 ft.; AC 12 (+2 defense option); Atk +1 ranged; SV Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +3; Str 13, Dex 10, Con 12, Int 17, Wis 10, Cha 10, San 50.

Vitals: 27 years old, 5’7", 183 lbs, $12,000 savings, income $20,000.

Skills: Appraise +6, Computer Use +3, Climb +4, Drive +2, Heal +3, Knowledge (anthropology) +9, Knowledge (archaeology) +9, Knowledge (geography) +7, Knowledge (history) +9, Knowledge (Native Americans) +12, Research +8, Search +9, Speak Other Language (French) +7, Spot +5, Wilderness Lore +1.

Feats: Improved Initiative, Skill Focus (Knowledge (Native Americans)), Track.

Equipment: Pocketknife (dmg 1d3+1), folding shovel (dmg 1d4+1), backpack (w/ pencil & tablet, digital camera, USGS maps of New England, tent), sleeping bag (in car), many books on Native American and Colonial history and the American Revolution

Neal was born into an Irish family in South Boston. Neal was always a bright kid, and used to voraciously devour almost any history book he could find. He was especially fascinated with Colonial times and the Revolution. Though his socioeconomic status wasn't the best, in 1994, fresh out of high school, Neal managed to get himself a scholarship and put himself through college - Boston University. He graduated in 2000, with a master's degree in archaeology, specializing in the times of the early Native Americans of New England, the Iroquois, Naragansett, and others. After doing some minor excavations in the Hockomock Swamp area of southern Massachusetts, he was assigned to a study of the 'Mystery Hill' area in New Hampshire. Currently, he's not on any digs, and is doing some research for a book he plans on writing.
 

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