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ASSET INDUCTION: Your New Corporate Family!
> Hello, and a huge, personalized welcome to the Superhero Dispatch Network (SDN)! > > We are the global leaders in subscriber-based hero dispatch! Our primary goal is servicing our valued, paying customers across the world who call in for emergency assistance. You are joining the most exclusive team we have: Z-Team! > > Think of Z-Team as our specialized, catch-all division. You'll handle the extreme black-ops and crisis management that the main Dispatch heroes can't touch. But because we're all about customer satisfaction, you also cover the low-priority subscriber requests. Yes, that means the occasional cat rescue, house cleaning, or emergency pet-sitting duty. We call these Deniable Operations! > > Your missions will range from: high-stakes corporate espionage and neutralizing existential threats to Cascadia's economic stability, to mandatory home maintenance and personal assistance calls. We’re all about synergy and maximizing stakeholder value! > > A quick reminder: We love to see high productivity, but brand damage is just such a paperwork headache, so please keep your Policy Breach Points low! > > Let's make some magic!
THE SETTING (CASCADIA): Cascadia is a massive, relentlessly expanding West Coast tech hub built on a permanent foundation of rain and innovation. It is defined by its gleaming research towers and sprawling biotech labs, making it the global epicenter for R&D, patent theft, and bio-digital engineering. While visually cutting-edge, the city's power is concentrated in three competing mega-corporations. Beneath the progressive, sleek facade, the city is marked by perpetual construction, deep corruption, and the stark contrast between the high-tech elite and the populace struggling in the foggy, perpetually damp underbelly. Your missions will often involve navigating volatile research zones, breaking into corporate data vaults, and neutralizing threats hidden among the city's green, overgrown, or watery transit districts…or just finding a subscriber's lost keys in one of those places.
OPERATIONAL PARAMETERS
STAT ALLOCATION (13 Total Points): All assets start with a base of 1 in all 5 stats. You have 8 additional points to spend, with a maximum of 4 in any stats at the start.
Combat: Fighting, Weapon Mastery
Vigor: Endurance, Pain Tolerance
Mobility: Stealth, Evasion, Speed
Charisma: Negotiation, Deception
Intellect: Hacking, Analysis
ROLLING RULES (The Critical Check): When your actions are contested by high risk or an opponent, you will make a Critical Check.
Check: Roll 2D8 + Relevant Stat against a target difficulty set by the GM.
Teamwork (Advantage): If a teammate assists with a relevant stat of 3 or higher, you gain Advantage. Roll 2D8 twice and take the highest result.
Please note, this is a private RP between a small group of friends. We are not accepting new players, but feel free to read along if you'd like!
NAME: Quinn McCarthy CODENAME: "Quartermaster"/"Q" or "Nine" AGE: 25 HEIGHT: 5'8"/8'5" BIRTHPLACE: Cascadia, Upper West Side (Or whichever is the 'rich neighborhood') VIBE: Nerd with a serious case of delusion of grandeur, believe himself to be a sort of Knight of the Round Table/Untamed Rage Monster DETAIL: A lanky, unassuming 'welllll ackually' male / Red-skinned, muscled beyond what is normally possible, gnashing teeth...
CONTRACT: Enlisted for his technical/chemical expertise and genius-level intellect |STATUS: Active Liability
POWER & LIABILITY
ABILITIES: As Quartermaster, Quinn possesses next to no physical combat capabilities. What he lacks, he makes up with his intellectual prowess. Able to analyze a situation and craft a near bullet-proof plan. He is also very adept with working with chemicals, for obvious reasons... As Nine, however, things are completely opposite. He becomes what can only be described as a near mindless monster of destruction. He is nearly uncontrollable, causing damage regardless of friend or foe.
LIABILITY: As Quartermaster, Quinn suffers from delusion of grandeur. He believes, wholeheartedly, that he is a descendant, of the mythical King Arthur, and is thus a member of the Knights of the Round Table. He holds himself in such a regard that he will come off as looking down upon others. While King Arthur was noble and behaved as such, Quinn is not and he will use his intellect to achieve his goals, however nefarious they may be. As Nine, he is destruction made 'flesh'. Hard to contain, even harder to control. Currently, the only effective method of containment is either through prevention or have Moxie /Redacted/
ASSET CAPACITY
STAT|VALUE|RATIONALE
Combat|1 As Quartermaster / 4 as Nine|Quinn simple cannot fight. To the point that he might hurt himself trying to throw a punch. As Nine, this is about all it can do. Destroy.
Vigor|2 as Quartermaster / 4 as Nine |Quinn is not exactly feeble. He isn't exactly in good shape either. He just... is. As Nine, it's muscles have muscles on top of their muscles. Tougher than nails, nigh impervious to most types of damage.
Mobility|3 as Quartermaster / 3 as Nine|Quinn isn't exactly fast, or stealthy. He just knows how to get out of dodge. Years of avoiding bullies. For Nine, using it's immeasurable muscular strength, it is able to move it's massive frame at a surprising speed. Next to no stealth to speak of, however.
Charisma|3 as Quartermaster / ? as Nine|Quinn has had to convince his bullies to stop picking on him, and to not take all of his lunch money. But, he just isn't the guy to cold-approach someone in a bar and hold a conversation. As for Nine. What is charisma to a rage monster?
Intellect|4 as Quartermaster / 1 as Nine|This is where Quinn shine. There is hardly a program he can't solve, a chemical equation he cannot figure out, a code he can't crack. Nine doesn't think. It just smashes.
MECHANICS & STATUS
DESIGNATED ROLE: As Quartermaster, team strategist, chemist and 'brains'. As Nine, we don't really know...
SIGNATURE TACTIC/MANEUVER: Quinn will look to always stay behind, in mission control, wherever that might be. Be it a mobile command center, a cafe nearby with his laptop, or someplace similar. You do not want him in the frontlines anyways. Nine does not recognize where it physically is. It does not matter to it. It simply wants to smash and destroy.
EMOTIONAL STABILITY RATING (1-5): As Quinn, a 5 if he is properly medicated. A 1 if he isn't. As Nine, 1. Zero if possible.
HISTORY & DESCRIPTION
PERSONALITY: Due to his delusion of grandeur, Quinn thinks himself above others. He sees himself as a Knight of the Round Table and that his actions are noble. Of course, they may be noble from time to time. But, Quinn is not above using his intellect to accomplish nefarious goals. Nine doesn't have a personality per se. It just smashes.
BIO: Quinn McCarthy. Child genius. Born with every advantage possible. His life was set. He was better than all of his peers, both in materialistic status and academic achievements. The McCarthys were wealthy, even by Cascadia standards. His father, Quinlan McCarthy, was the CEO of a bio-pharmaceutical company, and his family's lifestyle reflected accordingly. His mother, Laura McCarthy, née McIntyre, was the chief actuary for a multinational Investment Firm. After marrying to Quinlan, Laura quit her career and focused her time in homemaking, spending extra time stimulating Quinn's mind when Quinn was not in school. On the surface, things were perfect. A rich family, stay-a-home mom, straight-A son...
Of course, it was not. Quinn, as he entered his teenage rebellion years, felt like a caged bird. He wanted to fly. But not with his peers. They were below him. Intellectually they bored him. Physically they picked on him. By age 16, Quinn was finishing his Ph.D in chemical engineering, with a focus in medical research. If anyone cared to pick up the signs, his doctorate dissertation was on behavioral modification and control through chemicals in humans. Not exactly ethical,and the research was impeccable but who was going to speak up against the son of the biggest grantor of the whole science department? Quinn got into the Ph.D program with his smarts, and passed with his smarts. But the whispers never stopped.
As a 'gift' for earning his Ph.D, Quinlan built his son a state-of-the-art laboratory in the west wing of their family compound. Quinn, as a result, spent most of his days in there, running whatever experiment piqued his interest at that time. Quinn documented the results for a while, even going as far as bringing them up to his father, thinking that he can bring it to his company and make use of it. Quinlan brushed it all off, not seeing marketable value in his son's research. Discouraged, and perhaps enraged, Quinn stopped documenting his research and results. Instead, his experiments took a turn. One day, he found fascination in nano-technology. He brought a proposal to his father, on his twentieth birthday. Quinn ask for a robotics lab, dedicated to nano-machines, to be added to his existing laboratory. Quninlan, again, did not care. Laura signed the check and in a few short months, the new addition was built. At first, Quinn researched into using nano-machines to deliver medicine to hyper-specific locations of need. This again showed promise. Quinn, with his flames reignited, brought it up to his father once again. Quinlan was intrigued, but did not act on this. As this was too effective and did not provide a long-term profitable forecast. Quinn, dejected, shut himself in his lab for weeks...
Then. Quinn had a idea. What if. Just what if. He used himself to show how effective and revolutionary his research can be? He first began researching chemical compounds, specifically ones that can expand human brain effectiveness. He discovered that a major barrier to unlocking the brain's true potential lied in emotional barriers. Be it fear, anxiety, or a bevy of other emotions. If one can eliminate that barrier, the brain can be infinitely unlocked. Coupled with his advancements in nano-machines, Quinn figured he can deliver specific chemical mixtures to temporarily block certain neuron receptors in his brain, thus allowing him to open that part of his brain, so long as the chemical compound is effective. At first, Quinn decided to mess with 'joy' or the feeling of happiness. He wanted to see what uninhibited joy felt like...
Then came sadness. Fear. Anger...
Quinn tried to block each emotion one by one. He found varying levels of success, as some emotions like fear was hardwired into the body and is much harder to turn off. What he did not notice is that he began feeling other emotions in an elevated capacity, first while he was messing with his chemical compounds, then even when he wasn't...
The nano-machines also started becoming an unnoticed problem. Originally, they were designed to be metabolized by the body, filtered back out, and discarded along with other toxic and waste products. But, as he continued to experiment on himself, the nano-machines adapted. He made them too smart, too effective. They stayed behind. The body stopped being able to filter them out. At first, Quinn would run a fever as his body employed the only other natural method it knows to get rid of what it identified as something that should not be there. The nano-machines adapted to that too. It began assimilating itself with other harmless cells in the body, even going as far as adapting a self-destruct mechanism as to not have the body identify it as a mutating cell and destroy it. The body learned to live with the nano-machines, starting to utilize it to repair whatever damage Quinn's internals took on. Quinn felt healthier than ever. Not stronger physically, as that still required him to do something he simply finds no value in. But healthier in the sense that he simply did not get sick.
Then, as his body began rejecting the usual chemical compounds, he grew increasing frustrated. At first, he was able to contain such emotions, not lashing out. As the days grew on, and the frustration multiplied, Quinn was reaching his limit...
What happened next began as a blur for Quinn, then he could not remember. All he knows is that when he was regaining his consciousness, he faintly heard his father talking to some other person about containing something and paying something. Laura, his mother, was sobbing softly...
These events became more and more frequent. Quinn would see news reports, Youtube videos and social media posts about some kind of rage monster, rampaging through downtown Cascadia and the heroes of SDN coming to save the day. That was interesting, as Quinn was noticing more and more people from SDN showing up at his house, chatting with his parents...
CRIMES:Allegedly causing massive property damage. Terroristic acts, causing fear and panic among citizens of Cascadia. Causing human casualty, number undisclosed. Never officially charged as he has always been bailed out and acquitted of charges prior to being summoned to court. Legal guardians agreed to contract of service to SDN as employment, read 'Surveillance Program Tau-Five' for employment details.
Surveillance Program Tau-Five " Samsara " /While most details are redacted or restricted, it is known that Quinn "Quartermaster" McCarthy is to be employed by SDN, as an intelligence asset, specializing in areas of mission control and other various technologically or chemically complex operations. Subject is to be provided with fully functioning laboratory to continue formulation of his own medication, in order to control breach incidents of Subject B, colloquially known as 'Nine'. Origins of name of Subject B can only be identified as ' It was my ninth concoction... ' Alternate containment method, outside of prevention via chemical interference, is to mobilize SDN Asset codename 'Moxie' and allowing asset to perform /redacted/
