Genni

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Please! No tears, I'm sure you all will never recover from the loss of my impact on your daily lives that I was always such an influential part of, but you really mustn't let grief consume you.

@Metamore

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link the episodes not the imdb >:(

@DeadDrop

I would do, but I'm not sure what the legality of sharing torrent links on the forum is.

They do have the first episode on Youtube though...

Incorporated - Episode 1: Vertical Mobility

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If anyone's looking for a TV show to help them get into the Corporate mindset, I'd strongly recommend checking out Incorporated. It only ran for 10 episodes before members of the cast were headhunted for other projects, but the writing and worldbuilding suit the style I think this RP is going for perfectly.

Season 1 trailers

Terra

Bernie reporting.

Bernadette 'Bernie' Crisptongue

Profile

Bernadette Crisptongue, better known as 'Bernie' to those around her. A healthy young female goblin who is just passing out of adolescence and ready to take her place in the larger world. Short in height compared to most other races, Bernie is however considered quite tall for a goblin usually standing several inches taller than most of her peers. Her father attributed this unusual feature to the effect of magical glowies found in ancient ruins, which he placed beside her bed at nigtht to bring long life and good health to his precious child.

She normally wears heavy, durable clothing which can withstand the odd unplanned explosion which may happen in her vicinity, since those seem to happen quite often for some reason. On her hip, Bernie's large pouch carries the collection of tools and trinkets she has found to be useful in her tinkering, and is ever ready to pull out just the thing to tighten a bolt, loosen a screw or smash an uncooperative piece of metal with.

She also has a pair of specially treated goggles, passed down from her father, which can detect 'magical energies' emanating from 'glowies', a term he used for any mineral, plant or ancient device which showed a telltale light emission when viewed through the lenses.

OOC: Radiation detecting eyewear

A charm given to her by Bernie's mother, taking the form of a thin piece of metal suspended in liquid and housed inside a bubble of toughened glass, always hangs around Bernie's neck as a reminder of the people she's left behind. The metal sliver almost always points in the same direction, no matter which way Bernie turns, and one day will help guide her back home.

OOC: It's a compass.

Biography

Daughter of a pair of forward thinking, if slightly dimwitted, goblins Bernie grew up alongside her parents, trawling through the ruins of the Old World looking for what they referred to as 'Shinies' and 'Glowies'. Shinies were generally any piece of metal or glass which seemed to be something other than a natural formation which her mother Jangles took an interest to, while glowies were a special type of material which Bernie's father Crispy identified as interesting with his special 'seeing eyes' which he wore almost constantly. Crispy got his name from his habit to tasting these items, running his tongue over them in order to categorise their specific nature, which over the years ended up with his tongue becoming more than a little burnt from its exposure to them.

From infancy Bernie was exposed to technological marvels, even if those marvels were dead and lifeless, and as soon as she was old enough to hold a hammer she was dismantling them to find out how they worked. For some reason, perhaps due to the glowies her father let her play with as a child and used to decorate her bedroom, Bernie found it much easier to understand the working of these strange, ancient devices than the other goblins living around her, and soon began raiding her mother's collection of shinies and her father's glowies to build new contraptions with varying levels of success.

She grew to love tinkering with the things her parents brought to her from their expeditions into the old ruins, taking the broken pieces of the Old World and bringing her creations to life by trial and error. Even if that life took the form of a rapidly expanding mass of energised gases and ballistically propelled metal fragments.

Something was missing though, and Bernie knew there was more to learn about where the old machines came from, and what they were capable of, than anyone in her small goblin settlement could teach her. And so packing her belongings in a pack, the bold young goblin set out into the world to seek someone who could teach her more, and to discover new and more exciting ways to explosively detonate things. Before departing, her father bequeathed his prized 'seeing eyes' to Bernie while her mother gifted her with a small metal trinket which always pointed in the direction of her home, making her promise to return the precious items to them someday, once her journey was over.

Relationships

Family - Crispy Crisptongue, father. An elderly scavenger and hoarder living in Bernie's hometown, specialising in the identification and collection of electrical and radioactively emissive materials.
Family - Jangles Crisptongue, mother. A kindly old scavenger and trader living in Bernie's hometown, specialising in ancient machine parts and metal fragments.
Ally (potentially) - Unknown Engineer. Bernie has heard rumours spoken of an expert in all things mechanical and electrical somewhere out in the world. While she lacks any real clues as to this person's location, or even their identity, finding them would make her quest for knowledge far easier.
Rivals - 'Umies and 'Eadaches. As a Greenskin, most Humans and Elves, and a number of Beastfolk, tend to look down on Bernie, underestimating her intelligence and ability simply because of her skin colour.

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@AGenericUser I’d recommend looking at either Ben 10 or Generator Rex as good examples of how to handle characters with shifting power sets, since both handle the idea in interesting and complimentary ways. 😁

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Got to mix a little bit of comedy in there... and no not until we get to base and you stop laughing.

@ReusableSword

Trixie: "Damn. That might take a while then." ~glances over at the ASSOs,and immediately starts giggling again~

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...and another tag above their left breast pocket that read, ‘ASSO.’

@ReusableSword

Trixie: "ASSO?" ~snickers for a moment before bursting into a giggling fit~ "Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't laugh. After all, they do serve a vital biological function." ~breaks down into another giggling fit~

Pegasus

Trixie: "Purdie birdie." ~puppy dog eyes~ "Can I play with it..?"

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@RyuShura I think I found Tink's great grandmother - inc.com/will-yakowicz/sofia-robot-han…

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CS Link

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_{Location: The Village, maintenance subdivision chief's office}

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Shifting her feet slightly Trixie tried not to look at the maintenance Chief's face as she stood solemnly in front of him. "Look, how was I to know they’d switched the cargo at the last minute? The manifest said it was sanitary soap for the med block," she said, trying to explain the situation as best she could, but knowing there was no excusing her actions.

Letting out a deep exasperated sigh, the Chief ran his hand down his face, rubbing the skin from forehead to chin before looking over at the wayward young woman. "Trixie," he began, the leaden weight of each syllable laying heavily on his tongue, "You have to stop messing around like this. I won't be around to cover for you when things go wrong, and with your new assignment it won't just be soap and suds you'll be handling, but explosives and live ammunition."

Trixie ground her toe into the floor plating as she half-listened to a variation on the same lecture she'd been receiving for years. Suddenly something jumped out at her, something different. "New assignment..? You mean they..? You mean I'm..?" she blurted out, leaping forwards and clutching at the edge of the Chief's desk as she gazed joyfully at his bright blue face.

She hadn't meant to make it turn that colour. The smoke bomb should've been in with a load of soap, and the suds wouldn't have done anything worse than clean up some of the stains on his well-worn, 'lucky' jumpsuit. Unfortunately at the last minute someone decided to switch the consignment of soap for some chemical compounds which, when exposed to human skin and the homemade smoke bomb Trixie had spent hours carefully crafting, stain said skin a bright and vibrant shade of blue. The medics had immediately gone to town on the Chief, prodding and poking him with tests and analyses, and had finally given him a clean bill of health, telling him the colour should fade naturally over the next few days.

"I mean, the guys over at the base are obviously even more desperate for volunteers than they're letting on," as he spoke the Chief shuffled papers on his desk, the same dark expression on his face. Looking up at his prized pupil the craggy old features softened, bursting into a proud smile as he looked over at the young woman who started out as a vent rat but had grown into... well, to be honest a bigger vent rat, but at least one who could strip out the ventilation system and rebuild it by hand in under an hour. "I'm finally getting rid of you."

Lifting himself up out of his chair the Chief stepped around the desk and held out his hand to congratulate the most naturally talented technician he'd ever met. "You're to report to the loading dock at 08:00 tomorrow morning for shipment to the base. Best of luck to you, Kid."

With a squeal of delight Trixie bounced forward, flinging her arms around the old man as she hugged him tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" She cried out in a high pitched voice which made her excitement abundantly clear.

Pulling away again Trixie quickly darted for the door. She had so much to do, so many things to pack, so many plans to make, and with joyful glee the young technician hopped down the corridor towards her bunk to prepare for her new life. Back in the office the Chief stepped up to the door, watching the vibrant ray of sunshine spin off out of his life as a single tear rolled down his bright blue cheek.

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Still Navy pride.

@Spirit

Air Force for the win.

@Genni

Royal Navy Counter

@RumikoOhara

I hope we can all agree to disagree, and can band together in further agreement that both the Senior Service and the Crabs are better than the Percy Pongos. :D