Meleck

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

I am not sure about a mutant dragon character...

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Ivy

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In Ivy's office three screens were on with the news, National news, local news, and state new were being fed to the screens. The computer monitor to the left of her desk brought data in from the departments under her control. Right now the State Police feeds were a buzz with activity about the attack at the CNN towers. The reports were more about the forces being pulled to deal with the terrorist attack. Ivy knew a couple of the journalists that were attacked and her heart went out to them.

Her secretary and the man behind her power, her chief-of-staff entered the room. He said to her, "We need you in the press breifing room now."
Ivy quickly fixed her makeup and pulled her jacket on. She still looked like the fresh young twenty something blond reported that was going to change the world by her work. She had exposed corruption in both state parties and took down a federal judge. The work was hard but she had a nose to dig into minute details critical to getting to the truth. But now she was a mother of two children and a wife to a doctor. Her chief of staff had talked her into politics. Like many southern democrats she was financially conservative and a social moderate. The reporter in her was trained to deal with facts, though reporting became more about entertainment.

The truth right now was to get on the television and calm down Georgia and the nation. The President had four months of the best researchers and scientist at his disposal to deal with this stuff. Even a few of the gifted or enhanced scientists had tried to advise the president. Now the registration bill was more about military spending, pork for his buddies, and power play to put the democratic face on these "Empowered" human criminals.

Ivy walked down the hall as her chief of staff briefed her. Four large State Troopers took position as body guards. The State Police expected a state of emergency power declaration.

After a brief introduction, Ivy stepped out to the podium. She had her serious game face on.

"Ladies and gentleman, Georgians, Americans, and citizens of the world. For the last four months the leadership in Washington has failed you," she said the accent clearly Georgian though she did not draw the you out.
"Today we see what their failure of leadership has brought. Citizens of Georgia killed because of the arrogance, game playing, and power grabs of a few people in high office. US House Bill 236, sponsored by the President and his party, does not get us where we need to go. There is more spending for special projects, benefits for the friends of the President, and it takes away your civil rights. It is 5126 pages of items that have nothing to do with the problem at hand. What we need are laws that makes sense...." she paused for a moment working the camera and the emotions of those in the room.

[color=#8df542]"As the Governer of Georgia I am authorizing the agencies in my administration to start preparing for registering those with powers and to determine what type of powers. I am not going to the point of allowing them to use excessive force on all those with powers or to jail them. We are still a state and a country that follows the law and gives people due process. But we need to know who and what we are dealing with. I am also calling the Georgia House and Senate back into session to bring me a bill that would allow for the registration and funding to carry it out, support the victims, and incarcerate and rehabilitate those who misuse their powers," [\color] she said in a tone that meant that she meant business. Her chief of staff was a man who knew this would play well and take the wind out of the President's sail and put him on the defensive.

"As a mother that's son was killed by an enhanced person, I know the pain and fear they can cause. I know that there are both good and bad enhanced people. Like a child learning to drive, some of learning to control them and need help. I have heard reports of enhanced people, saving children from flood waters and fires. Not all of the enhanced are bad people. But like all of the other things we register, we need to have them register their abilities. I also call for the enhanced to help us police and protect the citizens of this great state and nation. Don't start acting as vigilantes and taking the law into your own hands." She said with a maternal plea and tone.

There were a few questions that were directed to the podium about details. Her chief of staff fielded them with the normal, we are still waiting for information and more will be provided when the administration had it.

Towards the end of the press conference, Ivy was getting ready to make her good-byes.
A reporter called out, "Governor Ivy, Are you planning to run for president?"
Ivy blushed a genuine blush.
"I do declare! The thought hasn't even crossed my mind. I've only been Governor for a short period of time and right now," she said then paused for effect.
"My focus is on keeping the good people of Georgia safe. That is why we need to pass a simpler Empowered Registration Bill, it is sad to see that this President and congress are making this a partisan issue. Putting politics in front of children like my Tyler and allowing the empowered criminals to be above the law like some others think they are."
She let that hang, letting people associate it with whoever they felt fit that bit.
"Let me be clear, there are good honest Empowered people and I want to protect their rights too," Ivy said.

Again the voice called out. "Are you going to run?"
She waved.
Running for the presidency she knew that would take a lot of money. She have yet to have a big political machines to help her. Over her years as a report she had made both republicans and democrats mad at her. There would need to be a ground swell of support.

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Name: Ivy Alexandra Smoth
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Height: 5’6”
Weight: (Honey,you don’t ask a woman that)
Ethnicity: French, English, and African
Sexual Orientation: (Honey,you don’t ask a woman that either. Keep it up you’ll get on my bad side.)
Religion: Christian
Occupation: Politician

Ability: (N/A if Human)

Background:

On the walls of Ivy’s office sits pictures of the last two presidents, the last five governors, along with pictures of the Queen of England and other foreign leaders that she has met as a journalist. With pure southern grace, trained in Journalism and law, Ivy is a force to be dealt with.

For ten years, Ivy has been a local reporter for CBS Atlanta. Starting on special assignments, she worked her way up to being a news anchor. She had been requested by CBS to travel with the past couple presidents to trade talks, her soft southern charms and personality, hiding a pit-bull of a reporter that cares more about the truth than about political agendas. More than once, Ivy’s has been asked to be the press secretary, which she declined for the sake of the good people of Georgia, and her babies of course.

When the mayor had to fill vacancies, Ivy’s name kept coming to the list of people capable of filling a position. Even when she had gone after some corruption in the mayor’s office, she still had a good relationship. Ivy is an independent voice, not swearing allegiances to any party.

When the attack on the school happened and her oldest son was killed, she became a spokesperson for a movement capturing national attention. Advocating for the registration of theses new “super” humans.

“Not all of these invincible are evil, some are trying to help us. But, we register baby’s, our cars, we register out teenagers, we have drivers licenses, and we register our guns. We should register those with special powers so lives like Tylers," Holding up a picture of her son,"aren’t taken and people like his murder can get help before something like this happens. We need the registration law and the resources to protect our children and those that are vulnerably.”

Her face and plea made every news channel across the country and things started to happen.

NPC’s

Steve Smoth - Pediatric Cardiologist (Electrophysiology)
Grace May Smoth - ten year old daughter

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Father Thomas

Location: Atlanta

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In the Bishops private Conference room at the Diocese in Atlanta a group was gathered to discuss the fate of one priest. It wasn't for sexual misconduct or for any grievous sin. It was that the young priest had accidentally dropped the Host and instead of it falling to the ground it floated in the air.

"It was a miracle," The elderly woman had told the Bishop. Only a few had seen it and the Bishop quickly explained it away as Father Thomas liked to use magic tricks in his children's sermons. This too was one of those tricks He assured her, one the young priest would be punished for. Thomas' magic abilities were poor compared to the professional street performers. But he could pull a stick of gum from an ear, or make a wrapped life saver appear in his hands. But making something float was beyond his ability and not during the Sacraments.

On his trip back from Rome, he was one of the ones that disappeared. Over the last four months things have been happening around Thomas, mostly out of his control. But this was in his control.

The official position from the church was that those with powers were to be sanctioned in line with the government orders. Unofficially, the church had been working to help those with powers as long as they were not hurting others. Thomas was now a problem to be dealt with.

He sat in a small library praying and waiting. For the first time that his powers worked the way they should have. His confessor had forbidden him from using his powers. He had done his best to follow the rule. This, like most of his use of his powers, this had been done on accident. The difference was this was a public display. He knew that dropping the host would have been a forgivable sin.

From the conference room he could hear the yelling back and forth. The Conference of Bishops was involved. It meant that this was eventually going to make its way to the Pope who would rule on what to do with him, if the Cardinal deemed it needed to go that far. The politics being what it was, those with powers were considered public enemies. The church would protest the policy and laws as inhumane but she would go along. This would be a right-hand and left-hand problem. At the national level the church would declare those with powers outside the church, but she would also protect those they could.

After about an hour, one man came walking down the hall to the room.

It was Msgr. Flanery, his confessor. He looked like a man who was beat down and carrying the weight of the world.
"My boy," he said in a tone that said it all.

"The decision has been made to remove you from your call," the older priest said. He grabbed Thomas' arm and held it.
"It has nothing to do with you, my son," Msgr. Flanery said with a paternal tone and continued, "The Bishops are worried that if the authorities learn that you have the gift they will come after you and others under our protection."

Thomas might be young but, he understood that he was being thrown to the wolves. The priest handed Thomas a packet. It included a money to take care of him for a while.
"You are officially being placed on special assignment," the priest said.

"As your Father, I tell you that you need to go into hiding," he said. "There are those that will help you," He continued.

Within half an hour, All of Thomas' possessions that fit in two duffel bags were with him and he was loaded into a car and driven to an old junk yard in the slums of Atlanta. The Spanish speaking owner took him to a shack that sat in the yard and gave him a uniform to wear. A young girl came into the little office and translated for him. "Night watchman," she ended up telling him.

Night watchman in a junk yard in the Spanish speaking part of the slums of Atlanta. At least the Mexican restaurant next door to the sleazy hotel smelled like it had good food.

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Character Profile

Name: Father Thomas Alexander
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 130
Ethnicity: English and Italian
Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
Religion: Roman Catholic
Occupation: Priest

Ability: object manipulation (Primary- Object repair, moderate- Object manipulation, minor- object creation, animation)

Background: Thomas was born to a working class family in Indiana. His parents were devout Roman Catholics and he was raised in a good Catholic home. He went to mass and attended Catholic School till he graduated High School. As far as trouble, Thomas had some but nothing serious. His senior year his parents were in a car accident, his father was killed instantly and his mother was critically injured. Thomas promised to become a priest if his mother survived. So he dropped from engineering at Norte Dame to Divinity. He was ordained to the priesthood and started as an associate priest in a parish.

When the event happened, he disappeared. When the second event happened, his mother died when he showed up, the Church needed to figure out what to do with what happened. He and many others disappeared then came back. As the church investigates the spiritual source, if it was demonic, the start of the Second Coming, or something else. So, he is kind of lost in the system, unable to preside at mass or function as a priest except for emergency situations.

As Thomas was growing up, he loved to read about magic users. His power first manifested when he knocked a coffee cup from his desk that was given to him by his mother. The handle broke and he magically put it back together. He has been playing with three little drones, adding functionality, repairing, and modifying them.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Covid-19 stress drops

Thick as Thieves

Okay, Take care! Thank you it is a great game idea.

Thick as Thieves

Alexandra Eileen Scott

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Alex made them breakfast, sort of. Granola bars and hot, hot coffee and fresh fruit is what she had. Her phone beeped a message, which she read then gave it to Rohaan on paper. It was the address of where the drop was to take place. He did not give her his apartment address. He knew her apartment from previous jobs they had done together. With her luck the bastards had taken her stuff and burned the place down by now or worse.

She plugged a phone charger into the wall to find there was no electricity. There was water, which was good. Someone, probably Rohaan had opened the valve in the street to let that flow. Sewage, she did not think about. It went down, that was all she wanted to know. Basements were not her thing. She did not like places where you could get trapped.

She looked at him and asked, "Anywhere I should stay away from?" She wasn't one to sit around without a lab to work in. So, she would take her staff with her to explore the place. She wasn't planning to find out how many subbasements this place had with out Rohaan. They tended to have a few levels below ground that were attached to service tunnels to move coal and items. Some times the subways now used the tunnels now, other times they were just forgotten. But it would allow them a different way in and out, if there was light.

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ooc

Where do you want to take the guys at the apartment? I am thinking that they came and left, just enough to make her paranoid and want to stay near Rohaan.

Thick as Thieves

Put that hook so we can take it any where we want.

Dark Dagger

Yep